Summer solstice, the observance of the longest day of summer, or the beginning of summer, is cause for celebration in many cultures. Five thousand-year old Stonehenge is mobbed on June 20th with people hoping to see the sun, at its highest point, shine through the altar stone. I skipped the evening program, but I enjoyed the afternoon music, Bryce Station Wine and food at Quyles. Bear and Summer Moon Dyken played one slot of three in a beautiful setting, under the trees on a beautiful Saturday afternoon.
Bear and Summer Moon are multitalented and well-known in the Mother lode for their music and instrumentation.
But the real star of the venue was Jill Warren, a newcomer to our area. WOW! She can make her guitar talk. And, her rendition of old favs, like Summertime? Amazing. I couldn’t get enough. I tried to buy a CD? She hasn’t got one. If you are looking for an entertaining, very talented musician, Jill Warren is a great choice. I don’t often do this, but here is her phone number (599) 280-9123. And, http://www.jillwarren.info. She is also on facebook. Jill Warren rocks. I’m hoping the Arts Council will pick her up, but their schedule for this summer is already filled. Hey, Mary Jane, take note for next year.
So, between events, I poked around Quyle’s to see what’s new or interesting. The blacksmith forge was up and running.
They have lessons the first Saturday of the month. And then meet and play the third Saturday of the month. These two boys are the youngest practitioners I’ve ever seen at the forge. They were surrounded by people watching them. I’m guessing 9 years old and 13?
Marlene Bradford teaches at the pottery. Her signature style. An unfired bust is drying before firing and glazing. Don’t know who made her. Jim Bass was giving lessons on the patio, but he was gone when I returned to take pictures. Always something going on.
People travel so much with their dogs, these days. This well-behaved pooch was, I’m sure, glad to be out and about, and not in a backyard. Quyle’s has several old dogs that found rescue here.
I stopped this woman because her boyfriend was hassling her a bit. I told him she was cuter than he is.
This bug isn’t real, but I found two horn worms on an anise plant in the garden. Dolores Quyle, who planned the women only singers for this venue, since the sun-god was a female, told me everything is organic. They even buy organic compost put together from Diestel Turkey Ranch droppings with organic mulch. I once got straight turkey poop for my orchard and it stunk so bad the neighbors held their noses when they walked by my place. Voila! Now I know where to get good stuff that doesn’t stink. Of course, I’ve neglected my orchard these last five years, one can hardly call it an orchard. Maybe someday it will be again. It was a fun day. Night time revelers were invited to bring a tent and stay the night if they don’t mind sleeping on the grass. Too cool!