We all had a lovely time, at least I did, tho not near enough sleep.
We also had sun, surprise surprise! Was pouring rain when we left home, we drove four hours north, crossed the Columbia at Astoria, and the rain turned to fog and then sunshine. Rained a little today, but Friday and Saturday were perfect, we got home and discovered it had rained over two inches here while we were gone.
Nice to finally meet open mike, and you should hear her on that Swedish keyed fiddle she plays. People were waltzing to it. Genie was there too, helping out, and any number of other Mudcatters, I didn't figure out who all. Fred, Mary B (are you syren here?), mg (our hostess), Raffi, Fred's son, Rabinia, Gary, Lorna, David Ingerson. Mudjack didn't make it, I suppose that means he's mopping up from Katrina and Rita. (if I didn't say your name and you were there, I either didn't know you were a Mudcatter, or I forgot your name) (shoot, after last night, I forgot mine).

We had forty+ people this year, and some logistics that worked for 15 or 20 needed something different for the larger group. But it didn't change how much wonderful and varied music there was. Great food, too. Apple pie, salmon, brownies, salads, sausage and pancakes and eggs in the a.m., tho not too early, and Genie the press pot coffee wizard who made my staying up till three possible.

Thank you friends, thank you mary g.

Blessings,
Barbara