Faith, Folklore, and Friends

One of my earliest memories is waking up to the sound of coffee perking in the pot, accompanied by Lester and Earl on the radio. They would be singing about Martha White's biscuits, cakes, and pies, and I was always ready when Mama's biscuits came out of the oven. I have loved Lester Flatt's music forever, although there was a period during my teenage years when I wouldn't exactly admit it, because it wasn't cool to like Bluegrass then. Lester Flatt was born and raised near the small town of Sparta, Tennessee, and every year, they have a festival to celebrate Lester Flatt and all of Bluegrass Music. Sparta is a beautiful town, but I didn't get many photos to share.  As you can tell from Becky Buller's hair, there was a cold north wind that October Saturday.  I was snuggled under my apple quilt, and stayed there where it was nice and warm. As you can see on the sign behind Joe Mullins and the Radio Ramblers, this celebration was the Interna...

From Thursday to Sunday last week, Hub and I were at Bluegrass on the Plains festival near Auburn, Alabama. It was at the University Station park and campground. There was no permanent shelter, but this giant awning provided shade. It didn't help much during the downpour Thursday night, when the show had to be cancelled because of a storm. The weather was great for the rest of the festival. There were too many musicians there to name them all, but here are some of my favorites: Chris Jones and the Night Drivers Claire Lynch  Russell Moore and IIIrd Tyme Out  Ricky Skaggs and Kentucky Thunder Bailey Mountain Cloggers Doyle Lawson and Quicksilver Rhonda Vincent and the Rage . . . and the sun goes down on another festival.