And a big thank you to Crystal and Caryn for making me feel so at home at Trillium, introducing me around, walking me back to the tent in the wee hours of morning, when trees were dancing far too much, for helping with tent raisings, and drum retrievals, for sharing Hippocratic Wine, and good stories of hedonistic times, and curious rumors of erotic, plastic animal videos, or put more succinctly.... for a very good weekend. My only regret is that I didn't get to meet the Martian with the strange juju who kidnapped Anna. Maybe next year.
Jack in the Green