Quoting another thread:

It was indeed a sunny clearing today, here at the N Central PA MudGather. Last gab, out front on the summer porch. Last tune, an impromptu duet of a Psalm we had just discovered set to music. Last hug, out back by the spring/fall porch where the sun is strongest. Last guest, just left-- it's a price we pay, giving up the best part of the music day, for the long drive home. For morning, and the "day job," come all too soon, and silly guests did not realize they could OF COURSE bring their laundry to do while here!

All that, AND sweet mustard pickled eggs!

MudGathers are.... all that you secretly) most long for them to be, and are not sure they can be.... and more.

~S~