The Last Days Of September

It's been a beautiful Indian Summer here in Central New York. Loving this time of the year! Bill and I had a so so crop this year. The garlic, Kale, swiss chard, potatoes, onions and tomatoes all did well. The pole string beans were awesome as well as the parsley, chives, oregano and mescaline mix. My basil sucked and I still can't grow a pepper to save my life. We are hoping to plow up a new area out back in the spring and start new. I have a few more gigs left up at Stillwater and a private party booked this Sunday at the Brackel for Mel Predmore who is an ole friend of the family. It should be a fun time! I had a gorgeous hike and said my morning prayers on the Brookfield horse trails which got badly bruised in the blowdown July third. Many many trees are down. A bipolar summer to say the least and it's fading fast. I'm hoping for another three or more foot of snow winter with many snowmobilers headed Stillwater way. Bring them on!

I Bought A Juicer

After two hours of blanching, squeezing and chopping the plum tomatoes that never plumbed up because all it did was rain this summer. I decided to buy a juicer. I bought the Breville Juice Fountain Elite. I LOVE it! The first run, I juiced Kale, cucumber, green apple, carrot and ginger. I drank a half a juice glass and I swear I felt high. Delish! The next day I picked a bucket of the plum tomatoes and juiced with them green pepper, basil and parley to make the best Bloody Mary I ever had. Stillwater is hosting a wellness weekend on October 18th and 19th. I'll be at the head of the juicing table and also will be doing kayaking tours during the day and playing music on Saturday night. More to come on this.

This Time Of Year

A time I love I guess is all I need to say.

I Met Carlene Carter

So, there's this most awesome place only 6 miles from here. The Earlville Opera House. I'm not even gonna go into how awesome this place is or the history. Just google it. Right now I'm writing this in the middle of the night totally burned out from living out of knapsacks, baskets and bags on the road in-between here and the ADKS. Bill and I went into full force cleaning mode and got the Country Side...the house that grows dirt...clean. Today he was a moper. I guess the overnighter at camp Stillwater wasn't enough to satisfy his ADK craving. But I'm done. I need to settle and focus. On what I don't know. So after having the successful eye surgery, my life's most recent miracle. I decided to treat myself to a show at the Earlville Opera House. I got on the phone and as luck would have it, there was an open seat in the front row for 40 bucks. All mine to sit and see Carlene Carter! Claudia Peck turned me on to Carlene back in the 80's when Carlene was this hot blond, kick ass, country pop singer. She really did put some cunt in country. So in-between Cat Stevens, Joni and the Johnny Cash records my father would play (only on Sundays) I found that I loved the rock a billy stuff, Carlene would play and loved the outrightestnest of her lyrics so un Jonie-like and covered several of her songs. They were and still are good bar drinking songs.. To Drunk To Remember, Cry Cry Cry, Foggy Mountain Top and another one about Sandy...I was a huge fan. So, there I was in one of those diagonal front of the shop parking spaces, way to early for the show only because I was bored stiff and needed to get out of the house...Talking to my old friend Val in San Diego to hear the news of Moira..who isn't well and is planning a visit east in late September. After this conversation I get a text from my other old friend Jen saying she's drinking cold beers and listening to Carlene Carter on Pandora. I tried to coax Jen into coming to the show earlier, but Jen doesn't leave her house after her long day of work and has a real hard time doing anything fun anymore...whatever. So right after I read her text of drinking cold beers an listening to Carlene, I look up and out of the the double doors of the EOH walks Carlene Carter lighting a cigarette! A Beautiful woman with skinny legs and gorgeous brown hair! I was like...Well there she is. She was looking across the street over to the Earlville park where her man Joe was. He waved her over and exhaling a puff of smoke, across the empty street she went. So I grabbed my nikon, waited a few minutes...I didn't want to appear to eager, and followed. I can't remember exactly what I said but it was something stupid like.."As I live in breathe in the Earlville park...Could this be Carlene Carter!" I'm a huge fan. I told her. She laughed and grabbed me giving me a hug and asked me if I was going to her show in which I replied...Front row girlfriend. We bonded. Steve Blias suddenly was there a announced that dinner was served upstairs and invited me to join. I had a lovely few minutes with Carlene and her man Joe talking of on the road hotel nightmare accommodations..(mine being at Hotel Indigo in Nashville...Carlene didn't seem to have a whole lot of regard for Nashville..) After dinner I checked out the new blue stone patio, helped with some flower arranging in the cafe then carried the Carlene Carter girl denim jacket up to her dressing room. A roadie. OH and somewhere after I got the text from Jen drinking cold beer etc..I texted back..."Well, I just happened to be having dinner with Carlene Carter!" Anyway...Carlene was wonderful and has the potential to be an even greater wonderful. She put on a show with her stories of Big John and mother Junie. She shared many memories of her Carter family experiences, the helicopter landing in her front yard where Chris Kristopherson stepped out, mowing the front yard for a dollar and why she married 4 times because Junie said she had to marry before she could sleep with the man, Her piano playing was beautiful. Her guitar playing on the up and her auto harp made me want to dust off mine. Her voice as strong and vibrant as it was in her earlier days yet she sang with more tenderness, sorrow and knowledge. And Joe. Her man. Her gift...He was wonderful AND funny. Together a great balance. They had a fun, Hee Haw banter going in-between them when he joined her in many of the songs with his most lovely tenor Irish voice. A very special night. Sitting there in my 40 dollar seat...BEING ABLE TO SEE and watching them perform together...It was if I were watching Johnny Cash and his beloved June on that stage. Carlene, Your momma and step dad are clearly with you and watching over you...A blessing to behold. May you carry on.