Autumn is here for sure.

The colors have gotten fantastic and the weather could not be better. It has been well worth the wait but waiting was the best choice I had.

Saturday night I went to an outdoor concert that my Uncle Al conjured up. He and a couple of friends hired The John Cowan Band to come to his farm and put on a show for family and friends. Everybody brought a covered dish and we just had dinner on the by God grounds.

Family and friends from where I come from make for one hell of a mix. I guess there were about 200 folks there and it was great to see militant atheists and fundamentalist preachers all stomp their feet and clap their hands to the mandolin and fiddle. Throw in a banjo, a bass and a flat top guitar and you have mountain music that reconciles all things.

It was one hell of a show for sure. If you have not seen The John Cowan Band I recommend them whole-heartedly. According to their tour information they won’t be back in my neck of the woods until the spring of next year but if I am still here you can bet I will be there.