It was all too perfect. The festival happening in the afternoon and later once it got dark. The great food. The kind people and old friends. Wolfe Island, Chris told us all about the piano, how it was donated by the David Rockefeller foundation (something like that?) and unfortunately later water damaged but later repaired. Amazing the journey of this beauty and so precious. But as fate would have it during my first song, the G near middle C starts to stick. You have to laugh at these things. It was all too perfect.