This weekend Paul, my little fiddler, and I are headed over the mountains to the state fiddle camp. It's sort of a working vacation for me ~ him, too:) He's all ready to go and has packed "Lucy" as he calls his violin in her case. We're very excited as this is an amazing event where you take lessons from and play with master musicians from all over Washington State. Lots of great music, food, and dancing. Plus the weather is just right way over there ~ temps of 100 degrees or so and plenty of sunshine. If I close my eyes I can pretend I'm home in Kentucky:) When it's sunny outside, I'm sunny inside. I just plain love hot weather and always have.
I don't believe in coincidences, just divine instances. In this case, it was providential that I turned TCL in and am now off to fiddle camp. All that music is bound to provide endless inspiration. You see, one of the major themes in my next historical is music. You can probably guess what kind of instrument...
The violin sings but the fiddle dances. ~ Mark Twain
A table, a chair, a bowl of fruit and a violin; what else does a man need to be happy? ~ Albert Einstein
Bless you till we meet again!