Not that I have anything against holidays. It's just that after navigating around - or through - four major ones in France this month, Memorial Day just feels like one more chance to recover from jet lag.
After hot hot Paris last weekend, it's jarring to return to "November with leaves" or "winter with flowers" - either will do to describe current Seattle weather. But it was off to Folklife this morning, bundled up. Fun to watch the Kisbetyarok Hungarian Dancers from a comfortable seat, and without having to help clean up a kitchen full of dirty dishes afterwards. (When they perform at Partner Church galas, I watch for a few minutes before scurrying back to the scullery.)
Folklife is also a major event for the Sousa Band, complete with Sedentary Majorette and the world's only sedentary Drill Team. Today I was part of the audience, enjoying the reactions of some friends who had never seen the group in action before.
The Mural Amphitheater is a wonderful place to perform, not just for its setting and acoustics, but its history.
"Nirvana played this stage," said my son, explaining to someone why he particularly loves this Sousa gig.
(And the picture? Seattle Center doesn't have a carousel - this one is in San Sebastian.)
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