Did you know ...?

... that there are house concerts? After all these years we found out last October.

I learned by chance that one of my Montpelier quilting friends sometimes hosts one and she invited us. Peg had shared this information with me.

So, on Oct 20, we went for the first time. Their house is in the middle of the country side and we most likely would have never found it without a GPS. It was a lovely drive even though it was raining.

Peg had told me that they can accommodate up to 40 guests. We were not quite as many but it was all very interesting and friendly. The music was awesome including a couple of bagpipe songs and a sing-along. What an experience.

After the concert in the living room we all went into a room over the garage. It was obviously for dancing. We were taught the Virginia Reel and things like that. I was very much out of my box. 

Then we all enjoyed a potluck meal together.

So, when Peg announced another house concert for this Sunday March 8 we were happy to accept again. Here is the write-up:

We didn't regret it. It was a great afternoon. It seemed as if the fiddle was a part of her. She was so enthusiastic. 

Mari talked about how much she liked house concerts and the differences between that and concerts on stage in front of many more people. It was all very informal. James and I thought we had recognized one of the other guests as the musician from our first house concert. He was and Mari introduced him as her teacher and mentor and he played twice with her/them. 

Oh yes, afterwards the dancing again. I was still out of my box even though I must admit that it is fun. James was in his element.

Potluck dinner was called and Mari was ready to rush down the stairs, ha-ha.

Leaving the house we saw the "special" moon called for tonight.

Next morning: the huge moon still to see at 6:30 am on our way to "over the river" to help with the children.

Oh yes, might as well share a photo from yesterday, Sunday March 8. Wade and Caleb had been to a Boy Scout overnight, Sarah and the twins came to church Sunday morning. Sarah said they had asked to go to church and were good as gold. James had to serve. The boys insisted that they had to help Papa "undress".

Still chilly but all-together a nice weekend. How can Omi not be happy?