The craic was grand as was the music. Bad jokes and stories, great songs, and a warm bond was shared on this evening. This is what the music is all about.
With such grand craic on Saturday night and the glass being passed over my lips time and time again, Sunday was spent quietly trying to crochet, reflecting in my journal, and just some much needed down time.
All in all, it was a wonderful weekend. Hope yours was the same.