Tucson Festival of Books

It's my favorite weekend in Tucson.  

Free to the public, there are hundreds of author presentations, 

indie publishers hawking their wares, 

tents devoted to science and food and racial justice, and a kids' village.

There were giant games to play

and an even bigger heart to walk through.

There was a NASA Solar System Ambassador, whose explanation of gravity's effect on space actually penetrated my brain.

Her outfit was outdone only by her demeanor.  She looked that happy even when she was explaining Einstein.  (By the way, did you know that Jupiter's day is longer than its year?)

I was struck by the footwear of the men on one panel.

I was in the front row for Jemelle Hill's fabulous sneakers.  

It was sunny and in the 70's.  

Visitors were in shorts and t-shirts, blue jeans and backpacks, baby strollers and wheelchairs.

I have no idea what these two were up to.

I didn't notice Jack Sparrow until I was editing the photo.

Mostly, I was obsessed with the bathroom pompoms.

It is wonderful, as David Corn said, to be surrounded by people who love books.

We come in all shapes and sizes.

Very few of us were on our phones.

It's my favorite weekend in Tucson.