Farm Life

A field, a full moon, a chorus of syncopated fireflies, horses roaming in the fields in the background, music, friends - this is the stuff of summer. The supremely generous Robbie Collins organized the second Great July Git Down on Fax Haven Farm - an oasis surrounded by the sprawl of fast-growing Charlottesville. Robbie played a set, then Andy Laird, Charlotte Kendrick and then the Rooster. It is truly a pleasure to be playing outside surrounded by natural beauty. See Dan and Charlotte and the scene behind:

Then the night went on complete with a very dangerous jam where we all switched instruments (CK on drums!). The night waned, some retired (to the bus, to tents, to the cabin floor) while some circled up in chairs and played some old-time banjo-driven music to the wee hours. The day began with another hazy Virginia morning and a mission to procure bacon, coffee and water. Robbie brought us to a great lil' ol diner where we snapped up a dozen bacon egg and cheeses on a biscuit and brought them back to the farm with a box of coffee (it seems a rule that anything possible must be inserted into a biscuit in the South. Not a bad thing at all. We also pondered the phenomenon that bacon seems to have magical properties). The morning after:

Catching up on emails now and getting ready to BBQ at the home of some very generous friends (Nora and Charles- thank you) and just hang out as we have the night off. Maybe catch a flick. "Scanner Darkly" has been mentioned. To West Virginia tomorrow (luckily only 160 miles away). Adieu, blogospheric comrades, adieu for now.