Holy Cow! My machine just went nuts! Hope Joe gets home soon and can eliminate all that stuff!

I told Caroline, after Sunday night, that if she ever woke up and found me gone, she'd be wise to call Bill D and see if Ferrara had been kidnapped. I have never seen a more beautiful smile bestowed so freely upon so many. All that, and she knows a zillion songs and sings them wonderfully well! Yes, it was hard to decide which workshop to attend, and I missed several I really had planned to visit, but there's always another year...

Too many highlights to list them all, but let me tell you this: one that made my heart soar was hearing my own dear Caroline sing that Tennessee version of "Wild Mountain Thyme" ("Braes of Balquidder") at the Sunday night after-hours song-swap. Glorious!

Sandy (if pride goeth before a fall, look out below!)