Last night I realized that I left my frisbee at the gazeebo. It's most definitely gone. I can only hope it's in someones hands that will enjoy it as much as I did. It's so hard to try to take account of the so many fun things that are happening through the day and weekend. I feel like I just want to live in the moment sometimes and forget about trying to write down stuff. Today there was a great percussion jam in the tent and it was another nice day going back and forth from the festival to the riverside gazebo. They put out some food for us volunteers, which was nice, and we munched on that throughout the day and enjoyed another great evening of music.