What can you say about Adams Morgan Day? The t-shirts were good this year. I found one that said Curious George Runs the Country. Although I can think of a better word than ‘curious’ but the monkey depiction was pretty accurate. The food was, let’s see, the same as every year at every street festival: Chinese, Thai, Hispanic, funnel cakes, assorted BBQ. Some good art stalls up and down Belmont. It looks like the “art street” feature is becoming a yearly festival feature now. Some very good local artists displaying their handiwork, including some top-notch stained glass pieces. A throw-the-ball-and-dunk-someone-in-the-water booth. Local candidates with their pins and buttons and posters. And Sofi the Girl Dog, trying to eat everything that was lying on the street and pulling my arm off in the effort. The most miraculous thing, though, was that the fair ended pretty much on cue, and some magical elves cleaned up the street in record time. This morning, it looked like nothing had gone on there. Only the bittersweet memories remain.