Actually really steamy out there in Canadia Land. As in Humid as hell and kind feeling a bit like Minnesota in the dead of summer! Except the mosquitos are smaller.
I have The Big McT coming over to fetch me to go have a beverage and catch up. Certainly didn't get enough time with those folks on Saturday. Sunday at Summerfolk was very sweet... starting with the Gospel Workshop and finishing up with standing at the top of the amphitheater at about 11:30 pm with everyone standing and singing "Goodnight Irene" with all the performers standing onstage and a sense of a true community solidifying the love of music and this festival and all it offers up...
Special... and very heartfelt.
Yes, some of the music is REALLY folky... but the guy who is booking the talent really does a great job of making sure so many genres are covered. It's eclectic and smart and traditional and all rolled into one it's a really great weekend.
Summerfolk is in late August over 3 days every year.
Time to get the El-Frida keys to Trina and scoot off with Dean.
We speed off towards Schenectady this afternoon.
I wonder what Gretchen is doing in Martha's Vineyard today??
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Gretchen doesn't live here anymore, Mrs. Torrance.
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