There's a fire in the wood stove, dogs piled in front of it, their fur slightly damp from melting snow. My parents are on the sofa, my mother reading a magazine, my father on his ipad. I sit at my computer, thinking how much I love snow. There's no sign of my brother yet, but he's... Continue Reading →
I Am…
There are moments in our lives when a little switch flips in our minds and we become something new, we redefine ourselves. I suppose you'd call these defining moments. But I'm not talking about the kind of defining moment where you make a choice that will determine the course of your future, but rather the... Continue Reading →
And The Winner Is…
On Thursday, we competed in the Thomas Point Beach Bluegrass Special Band Competition. It was such an amazing and wonderful experience. We didn't win, but the band that did win - a young group called Twisted Pine - was so fantastic and talented. They were the deserved winners. (Right now I'm listening to the Lonely... Continue Reading →
Nervous
Tomorrow, my band is competing at the Thomas Point Beach Bluegrass Special's band competition. I'm trying really hard not to be nervous, but the thing is, the more I think about not being nervous, the more nervous I become. It's like when someone tells you don't laugh and all of a sudden everything is unbearably... Continue Reading →
Fiddle-Dee-Dee
Below are the entries copied from my journal chronicling my week at Maine Fiddle Camp. 8.17.14 Today was the first partial day of Maine Fiddle Camp. The morning was spent in preparation, mostly cleaning the house so that the dog sitter doesn't think we're total slobs. We left our house at around 5:30 pm, entered... Continue Reading →