Hubby went out, I played at home!

There was a big Bluegrass festival last Friday. They began setting up on Tuesday, when I drove by. Lots of campers. 

Eastern Ontario Bluegrass Festival

Off he went. I wasn't in the mood. Apparently, they moved it from the main building to the barn, which leaks. It was pouring rain. Also, people were to supply their own chairs. He sat in a chair, just borrowing it until its owner returned.


I stayed home and did walkies, too. I spotted some fungus.


I fetched the trailcam photos. Daisy, wild turkeys, a pair of juvie males, Butch raccoon, and a porcupine!



Meanwhile, back at the ranch, I counted the goldfish. We are down to 5, from 6.


I don't know if this is related, but there was a garter snake in the goldfish pond. Daisy and I watched it, then encouraged it to take off. Last year, they were picking off the froggies one-by-one. We only have one froggie in the pond!




Fred groundhog has been showing up in the afternoons.


The bleeding hearts are blooming under Bob V.

Then, there is the jack-in-the-pulpit. We drove to Native and rare plants, back in 2015 to pick these up. I'm happy to see them. I'd forgotten about them!

Eastern Ontario Bluegrass Festival 2016

Hubby suggested we go. It was on Lombardy Fairgrounds, on the Victoria Day long weekend. By Sunday afternoon I was so tired, stiff  and creaky from gardening, I thought a break would be good.  It was a grand party, on a hot weekend and it was good to be indoors for a piece. The music is fun. You can go to their web pages and hear it, if you are so inclined. I don't know how that works for copyright laws, but they are on their own!

Do you understand it?!
I giggled.

We wandered about, and found a band member practising his fiddle (above).

 I spotted him later and his t-shirt said:

We grabbed a snack there, and sat at the back. It was good to be able to get up and stand, then sit, as I find it hard to stay in one place. 

Maple Hill Bluegrass

County Road 44

CR5 Bluegrass


Christine and Dan are the organizers. They had 17 bands, on a three-day schedule.


The baby was nine days old! These two are not.

Last band of the weekend, The Dusty Drifters. 

People camped all weekend.