The Centennial is over, thank goodness. We can all sit down and take a deep breath.

I viewed all the hullabaloo from behind a table, which was a rawther safe & comforting place to be for a person who is a little wary around crowds.

Mousie liked Saturday better, because she got to sit on the shoulder of our Governor Hunt reenactor. Hunt was Arizona’s first governor, and our Tuesday volunteer is a dead ringer for him–right down to the flair for oration.

After the hubbub of the Centennial ended, it was Valentine’s Day.