My family has been going to this bluegrass festival for years and years and years and years…..and it’s become a family reunion
of sorts. Hence the yearly picture:
I’m in the back with the red hat. Want to know why the short person (we are all standing on the back of his little scooter, none of us are that tall) chose to stand in the back? I cannot STAND hyped up posed pictures. So, they arrange themselves, the camera is focused and then I come into the picture at the LAST possible minute. Hence, I am in the back.
My camp set up was quite nice. My truck is the far-right hand one. My camp is under the gold colored canopy. I had a tent and a little kitchen set up. All the other RV’s, tables, tents etc in this picture are family.
My brother and I got some quality time practicing together. This is the first time I’ve gotten to play with him! He’s been playing banjo (bluegrass style) a couple of years ago and we finally know some of the same songs.
After the festival ended I dragged out some of my music to try and nail down one of the songs my brother and I played together.
I’m finding out that it’s incredibly important that there is something in my life to counter balance the tremendous time and effort I put into horses and endurance. The fiddle, civil war reenacting, hanging out with family, and my own fitness events (marathons etc.) are so important to my mental health. I feel kind of flat and 2-D when all I do is endurance and horses day in and day out. I really missed my pretty pony this week, but I wouldn’t have missed going to this festival for the world. I got to work in the membership booth with my mom. As she isn’t a horsey person, events such as these give us a starting point for a relationship with common ground.
BTW – I just have to brag a TEENSY bit…..see the pretty case in the 2 pictures of my playing? The absolutely BEEEUUUUUUTIFULLLL case? I bought that at the festival. It’s humidity controlled, fiberglass, top of the line most BEEEAUUUTIFULLLL case I’ve ever seen. Now when I fly with my fiddle I won’t worry so much about the elements.
Thought for the Day
Does anyone else have a major activity in their life besides endurance that keeps them sane? Or do you find that you don’t need anything besides endurance? How does your family reconnect over the year?