Learn as if you were going to live forever. Live as if you were going to die tomorrow.
-- Mahatma Gandhi --
photo by my friend Missy...me and Shishy listening to Pimps of Joytime.
5 days of driving up and down that mountain to Floydfest and I am ready for life to be back to normal. What a grand festival. Awesome music, great friends and memories. I had a blast. I love taking in the smells of food vendors, the mesmerizing lights at night, the beat and pulse of music from all sides...but I am tired! So tired. Thank goodness it comes only once a year.
Of course every year I say this is my last year.
The baby still hasn't made his entrance so we took in every day of the festival.
Music wise nothing compared to Thursday's line up and Old Crow Medicine show for me. It was the only day/night Martin and I took in just the two of us. I also really liked dancing to Red Stick Ramblers high energy zydeco sounds. And as always American Dumpster. It wouldn't be Floydfest if those guys weren't around! Shane Pruitt Band, Yarn...I even liked Tony Rice and the bluegrass sounds. Sam Bush. Just a great year. Oh and I finally got to see Taj Mahal. I liked that alot too. Floydfest really did it up for year 10.
Ready to cook again. Ready for a clean house and quiet nights. Ready to prep the garden for fall harvests. Ready for nothing but every day little things for a while.
Normally I get some really great shots at FF. This year when I planned on working with the big camera it rained. So I basically just have me snapping a few things for the scrapbook.
And that is my boys jumping at the water park earlier in the week.
nothing quite like summer.