Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Dog (and Toad) Days of Summer

It's been hot. I mean, really hot. I know, anyone reading this who lives in the south may think we're big babies for thinking a mere 100 degrees is hot, but I think after about 98 degrees the differences are minor, because you're simply miserably hot.

Saturday we played for Streetmosphere and it was one of those record matching hot days. Four hours. Kids. Hot. It wasn't too bad the first 3 hours. We had shade, partially frozen lemonade packets, frozen Gogurts, and water. Even better, we had the great people that stroll by and sometimes stop to listen for a bit. However, by the last hour nothing was going to save us. It's like trying to pick and play happy bluegrass instruments while an invisible warm sludge of air and heat is surrounding you. We survived, however, and it was all worth it when the afternoon breeze set in, we had our after-gig ice cream, and the younger two got wet in some fountains, while the adults and teens enjoyed another great band before heading home for pizza!

This week we had the opportunity to jam with Uncle Dennis too. He sometimes brings his guitar by and we find ourselves playing some interesting tunes in a bluegrass style. Everything from "California Dreaming" to whatever he's learning on his ukulele. (Can you mix banjos and ukuleles? Is that legal?)

The most amazing, and completely non-musically related thing this week has been cherries! Normally, any plant of the non-weed variety in our yard is doomed, but somehow a dwarf cherry tree, planted years before the extent of the collective brown-thumb was realized, survived the doom. It not only survived, but this year it went nuts with cherries!

The first pie was delicious, if you like tart cherries. There are preserved jars of them awaiting future pies as well.

Rain swept in and rescued us from the heat yesterday, bringing out a temporary pet toad. An old kid pool became the temporary habitat for two young nature explorers and their toad. The toad is happily free now.
This week we can relax with the rain, amphibians, and cherry pie. Next week we are back to being a band. We look forward to playing at the Cheyenne Frontier Days, then on to the Happy Jack Festival! Wyoming is kind enough to generally avoid 100 degrees, so we're all the more looking forward to the music and fun!

Happy Pickin'!


  1. Um, Cheryl, the most miserable heat I've ever experienced was watching the rodeo at Frontier Days.... Just saying.... and I've lived a dozen or so years in Arizona....

  2. La-la-la, I can't hear you... It's going to be cool, and lovely. :-p