HA! My SO exaggerates just a bit, as usual! (I beat him to the nap...he takes v-e-e-r-r-y long showers.)

We DID havw a fine festival. The only blot for me was that I fell hard on Tuesday night, flat out, and sprained my right arm and wrist, and left knee--try wiping your bloody nose left-handed and you'll see how much fun it was. Good news was I didn't hurt my dulcimer, which was in my right hand at the time. (I figure that's why I sprained myself so bad; I was trying to protect it.)

Anyway, I couldn't play music until nearly time to come home (for which my campmates might be grateful!) but still managed to learn a new Civil War tune from Free Range James, and listened to lots of good stuff in our Pickin' Parlor and on the road. Our Waterhole Gang even got all brave and chesty, and got up a 7-piece band to play on Stage Five!! They sounded great! With all the pictures, I have blackmail material for years to come.

A little 5-year-old girl next door to us got her very first (1/8th size) fiddle this year. The light in her eyes when she plays it is wonderful. John got some great pictures of her, along with her two pseudo-"grandpas" showing her how to hold the bow! She's promised us all a bluegrass tune for next year...

And Phil, we're so glad you stopped by! It was definitely a pleasure to meet and visit with you and Michele. And by the way, I would have recognized you anywhere from your description! Hope you had as much fun as we did, and that you'll come back next year. We hope we'll be there in the same place, same time--at least we'll sure try to be!

Lin in Kansas