We were meant to come to Dahlanega ... Our last stop belore heading to Florida and storing the trailer. Somehow we found Esther, a fiddlin', banjoist, cello player who came to Dahlalenga via New Haven. Esther introduced Keith to John, who arrived from West Texas and Anne who arrived from somewhere and brought old time music with her. Anyway playing on the porch (and in my case talking with Kathy in the garden) was the perfect end to our 6,000 mile journey. (Hear here my sigh of total contentment.) Now we head to Florida for a few weeks and home.