Sunday, April 20, 2008

Barn Dances

I don't think you could draw up a better day than today. It was a little cool this morning, but as the sun rose and things warmed up a bit, it turned into a perfect day. Just before lunch we swung down and picked up Jilda's sister and her daughter and headed out to Tanneyhill Trade Day. We got there around two and it was swarming with people. Jilda's older brother and his wife have a booth down there where they sell hand made furniture and old pieces of glass.
Their booth is in a shady spot under some huge oak, pine and hickory trees. Just behind their booth is a small creek that flowed gently through the park. The path it carved out through the years was a crooked as an old chicken snake.
Our buddy Steve met us down there and we sat around for a while and played music. Traffic in the booth picked up a little as people moved a little closer to hear. It felt really good out there.
Jilda's grandparents were pickers and they told her stories about playing music at barn dances. They would hitch up their mules and haul a wagon full of kinfolk to dances all over North Alabama.
I've thought about having barn dances here on the farm. Jilda is not excited about the idea. She is concerned about liability issues which probably should be a concern, but it sounds like it would be a lot of fun.

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