We arrived back in Edmonton just in time to take in Sunday afternoon and evening of the Folk Festival thereby keeping the streak alive for both Alistair and Fin for attending a folk fest each year since they were born. (Last year they we were at the Ottawa folk fest).
I was quickly reminded of how the festival is as much about seeing old friends as it is about the music – especially for two little boys who were thrilled to see some of their neighborhood buddies.
Yesterday we had a very nice visit with friends up the street who had adopted our family dog. Obviously the boys were overjoyed to see their old canine pal. (the feeling was mutual as Winston clearly recognized us and showered us all with puppy kisses galore).