The yellow brick road was a bit chilly and soggy this year, but to be in good company with good tunes will always be fun! This year's journey to the Walnut Valley gave me a continued awe at the musicians around me, on the stage and at my own camp. Still hankering for a camper of some sort, got my eye on a little Scamp or Burro perhaps!
Walnut Valley usually signals the time when the seasons starts to change, looking forward to the first weekend of fall making soup and apple pie! A handmade tasting spoon from the festival was just what I needed.
All in all the mud washed off the bikes and boots, and the music warmed us quite well, thank you Kansas. A few more pictures are here of our adventures. Have a wonderful Autumn Equinox tomorrow.
