Well, it was fun. Folklife is one of the few reasons I wish we still lived in Seattle, and it was good to see so many friends - both Mudcatters and old friends from our previous existence as pale-skinned moss people. Lots of singing, lots of dancing, good (expensive!) fair food and several new CDs (watch out for a young fiddle player named Rebecca Lomnicky) and four sore feet. The sad news of the death of Bruce (Utah) Phillips. One idiot upholding his right to keep and bear arms, and wounding a couple of bystanders (not badly) in the process. Lots of buskers playing bad music, and a few exceptions. Two hot and sunny days, and two that were neither. Crowds. We'll probably do it again in a few years.