How far would you go?

How far would you go to make your host or hostess feel comfortable, that is, not embarrassed, by a his or her culinary lapse or anomaly? Let’s say you are having dinner with your sweet mother, or your dear auntie, and she has served your favorite—meatloaf topped with...

How far would you go?

How far would you go to make your host or hostess feel comfortable, that is, not embarrassed, by a his or her culinary lapse or anomaly? Let’s say you are having dinner with your sweet mother, or your dear auntie, and she has served your favorite—meatloaf topped with...

How I Didn’t Spend My Summer

I DIDN’T spend my summer playing the fiddle. At the Fathers Day Festival we had our annual Welcome Writers jam at my campsite after the main stage show ended on Thursday night. I’d been pretty sick wen I arrived on Sunday and just seemed to get worse all week. By...

How I Discovered Bluegrass

Thursday, July 16, 2015 I “discovered” bluegrass last year via my 14 year old son, Patrick. In 2014, he joined the kid’s Academy that Darby Brandli started, thanks to the encouragement of Bruce and Scott Thompson, my husband’s cousins. I got to watch my son and his...