Just spent about six hours at my friend Pam's kitchen table, playing, singing, drinking her husband David's good home brewed beer, eating a nice summer supper and loving the music making friendship that has been going on for 20 years. Pam and I have sung and played, camped at Old Songs, traveled a lot to rehearse with a mutual friend, having rich conversations along the way. I guess that's one of the glorious sides of growing older, those relationships that are deeper and longer. I couldn't have that when I was a lot younger. Just hadn't put in the time and patience and work.

May there be more christenings and weddings and reunions this year than funerals, and may we all celebrate each other heartily while we are alive.