On a wet and gloomy Sunday, the last thing I expected to hear was perky accordion music and the jingle of bells. Peeking my head out, I saw a group of folks in red, white and green skipping around the waterfront outside China Bear.
"A bit early for carollers, isn't it?" I asked Buffalo Wilbur. "They're morris dancers," he replied, rolling his eyes.



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