17 June 2009

Longest days on the west coast.

So, I feel as though I've been slacking on the updating of my blog lately. After coming back from Chicago in early May, I feel as though the spring rush has taken over and is finally beginning to subside.



Today was the last day of kindergarten at the EEU(Experimental Education Unit), tomorrow will be graduation, but teaching is over. I'm so proud of all of the kids in my class, they have worked incredibly hard all year and I will miss them dearly. This evening "The Burrs", the old time string band I am in, played for the kids' end of the year BBQ. As we played tunes, they danced around us in circles in the grass. The kids reminded me of myself at their age; running around while my mother her fiddle.





Below is a photo of "The Burrs" playing at a Wallingford block party this past weekend. It was actually an Alley Party with a garage stage set up. Afterwards we all went out for Mexican Food and then waited in line for about 45 minutes for ice cream. It was worth it, hand churned, homemade fresh waffle cones and incredible flavors. I had salty carmel and ginger. Mmmm.


Later that weekend I went on a hike with a new friend of mine. We hiked up to Goat Lake, near Darrington in Mt. Baker National Forest. It was beautiful, but no goats, only faint traces of goat hair and what looked(to us) like goat droppings. After the hike I gave my first driving lesson, fun stuff. It's much more entertaining than I thought it would be. Below is a photo from Goat Lake.






I'm in the moving process again. Going to be house sitting until mid October at various places throughout south Seattle. Today has been a day of packing and listening to Hollow Earth Radio show, a friend of mine was doing a 2 hour special on the Festival of American Fiddle Tunes. Moving is an invigorating yet tiring process. It's good to be moving on, but it's alot of lifting and exertion. Not paying rent till the Fall is quite a nice concept though.
On Saturday I'm off to the Festival of American Fiddle Tunes up in Port Townsend, which is on the Olympic Peninsula. Banjo workshops, square dancing, jamming till sunrise and camping! Woohoo...summer is looking good.