Mankato's brand new Riverfront Park is a beauty. Tucked in beside the river with a gorgeous stage with an even more gorgeous canopy (when people with delicate Irish skin play outdoors in the summer) and the stepped, grassy hillside for the audience. When I said yes to playing there at the end of July with my Celtic Band, I wasn't considering that three weeks on Ireland time would make me more than a little bit jet lagged, for more than a little while.
I have no idea what we played.
I have no idea what I said between songs
(but it amused Marti).
I vaguely remember the night being perfectly clear and mild,
and the crowd being friendly and responsive.
I absolutely remember thinking that if I had to come home from Ireland,
THIS is what I'm glad was waiting for me.