Summer Dreams

Yesterday I sang at the Summer Dreams Festival in downtown Vancouver. Last year I
appeared at this festival reading poetry. It was hot for singing but I survived...
without forgetting any words...or stumbling over any chords on the guitar. You have
your own measuring stick for assessing how you performed on a given day. Yesterday
there were compliments after...but I didn't feel I was at the "top of my form".
Anyway...the afternoon went well...chatting with fellow poets...and meeting up with
an old friend...and appreciating the work and planning it takes to put on a festival..
that's mainly about poetry. May it go on.................Quester.