Jeff and I worked the Northern Arizona Celtic Heritage Society’s Celtic Games a couple of weekends ago. We listened to music all weekend long, as the pub that he manages has a stage at the far end. Ocean’s Apart and Knockabouts serenaded us.
On Saturday, we had a thunderstorm with pea-sized hail. The rain and hail hitting the tent roof was so loud that we could barely hear the music. But the patrons who had taken refuge in our tent didn’t care. They had a grand time clapping in time with “Ocean’s Apart.” It seemed that every time “Ocean’s Apart” played that day, it rained. The clouds must have wrung themselves out, because Sunday was a beautiful day.