Falcon Ridge Friday

It is a glorious Friday morning at Falcon Ridge. I've put down the tarp where I will sit for four hours this afternoon listening to emerging artists. I've bathed, as much as you can call splashing water from a broken solar shower on one's self bathing. I've had some breakfast and am charging up devices. Soon I will go for my morning hack.

Yesterday was a quiet day until the afternoon. Kim left her ticket at home so I drove back to Woodbridge to get it and to have a long talk with Mairead. I filled her in on my journey. When we got back we listened to music at the lounge. There was some great singing and a strong social justice component.

I checked my email and found a message about the next step on this journey. More on that later.

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Falcon Ridge Day 1

I'm sitting on the hill ay Falcon Ridge. There is a cool breeze blowing and the air feels damp. The tents are set up. I read for a while last night, watched the moon rise, chatted with friends, and wrote a little on a paper note book.

I slept really well last night and am getting of to a slow mellow start today.

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An Ode to Falcon Ridge

You cannot go to the same folk festival twice
The lineup of performers will have changed.
A longtime favorite performer isn’t there
a new favorite performer is emerging.
The performers themselves will have changed
with new experiences
new attitudes
new songs.
Their instruments will have changed as well
the strings will be more worn
or replaced
Their voices will have sung
that many more songs.

You cannot go to the same folk festival twice.
The weather will be different.
No matter how hot
or how much rain there is.
It is always a little different.
The moon will be in a different phase.
The stars and planets will be aligned a little differently.
The shooting stars, rainbows and other little bits
of festival magic
will come at different times.
Even the animals will be different
as the hawk circles above
the workshop stage
and the chipmunks
scurry for cover.

You cannot go to the same folk festival twice.
The crowds will be different.
Broken tents will have been replaced
and new tents pitched in different locations.
The car that broke down last year
won’t make the trip this year
The kids will be a year older.
“How much they’ve grown”
everyone will observe
at the campsites.

You cannot go to the same folk festival twice.
The kids that were at the family tent
will now be at the dance stage
and those that made that change
years ago
will be at the workshop stage
picking up tips
to help them achieve
their dream of being
an emerging artist
on the main stage.

You cannot go to the same folk festival twice.
Each one of us have changed.
We’ve heard new artists, new songs,
that we love.
We’ve experienced successes,
grief, and sadness.
We’ve grown, we’ve changed,
our hopes and expectations are different.

But underneath it all
the folk festival remains constant.
The food and friends
The peace and joy and mud.
and the volunteer at the gate
saying
Welcome Home.

#FRFF15 Countdown, continued

As I drove home late in the hot summer night, I see the almost full moon shining down. I set my away message on emails at work, and I’m now, almost completely, focus on Falcon Ridge. Tomorrow afternoon, if all goes according to plan, I will be setting up tents on a hill in Hillsdale, NY. I’ve been thinking about how I’ll keep cool. What I’ll do to stay focused, particularly in terms of writing.

Kim and I have been talking logistics and food. Online, the buzz continues to grow as others share their travel plans or last minute considerations.

There are many other things on my mind right now. Exciting news. News of friends struggling, and most of it things I can’t write about yet.

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#FRFF15 Countdown, continued

As I drove home late in the hot summer night, I see the almost full moon shining down. I set my away message on emails at work, and I’m now, almost completely, focus on Falcon Ridge. Tomorrow afternoon, if all goes according to plan, I will be setting up tents on a hill in Hillsdale, NY. I’ve been thinking about how I’ll keep cool. What I’ll do to stay focused, particularly in terms of writing.

Kim and I have been talking logistics and food. Online, the buzz continues to grow as others share their travel plans or last minute considerations.

There are many other things on my mind right now. Exciting news. News of friends struggling, and most of it things I can’t write about yet.

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