Sunday, January 25, 2009

Bluegrass Festival


Yesterday Terry and I drove down to Yeehaw Junction (that is the real town name, honest) and we spent the day listening to Bluegrass bands. The music went on all day until 9:30 at night. Once the sun set, the temperatures plummeted and you could see your breath. The drive south on a small country road was enlightening. There were miles and miles of nothing but flat grazing land for cattle and horses.

4 comments:

Isabel said...

love the two guy's sitting in the foreground and the white you left in the page

ambienthinker said...

I've driven thru YJ a few times, but not on back roads. That's what old Florida was like...cattle pastures and lakes with no subdivisions or strip malls.

Thorsx said...

Isabel, thanks for the compliment. Terry thought it odd that I was facing the sausage cart rather than the stage.

Thorsx said...

I rather like old Florida. There is a whole lot of it out there.