Some years (maybe 10) ago, when the Champlain festival was still at the State park on the shore of Champlain (which is why they call it that, even though it's now on the UVM campus), they had to shut down early in the evening because the local dwellers and campers complained about the noise if they went on into the night.

One year, it was the close of the festival on Sunday evening, everyone was leaving or packing up, and my wife and I and one friend of ours, who would rather fiddle than anything, if it isn't deer season and there's no beer, ended up in the enclosure on the lawn down near the lake shore where they had group sessions. We only had an hour-and-a-half trip home, and were in no hurry to leave, so were just playing - two fiddles and me boom-chucking on guitar. I think there was one other guy with a harmonica too.

We got to playing "Margaret's Waltz," and one couple who were going by started waltzing on the grass.

You had the lawn down to the lake, then the lake, then the Adirondacks with the sun going down over them, and this one couple dancing.....

Peter.