| I'm tired, sunburned, dirty, and happy. We got in a few hours ago from our second bluegrass festival. I haven't been one to dream much about my future or guess what I'd be doing, but honestly, I really never saw myself being so, well, blue. Bluegrass music is a culture, a community, all to itself. Nice people, really kid-friendly. Good times. So, being tired, dirty, etc, I think I'll stop writing and just show you some pictures. Enjoy!  |
| Who's that snazzy guy? We're heading over to the stage for Friday night's show. |
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| The view from the stage while the Arndt boys tear it up during Saturday's show. |
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| One of the unique things about the bluegrass culture is the campground jam. Here Micaiah gets some pointers from a very encouraging local legend. After the show Jim and the older two kids went out and jammed until well after midnight. |
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| Charity thought the whole thing was a little corny, but she still loved it. |
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