summer camp at the clay corral...

well folks i have been a bit remiss with this whole blog thing. you will have to excuse me. there is no other option. i have no excuses and do not intend to. i am fully occupied at summer camp and the days are just packed. it´s a rigorous schedule of waking in the morning and trudging off to a beautiful spot over looking the potato fields to practice my G and C tunes. ipod in one ear, fiddle at the ready, i am slowly hammering away at the world that is standard tuning on the fiddle. it is a wonderful and wild world, full of color and vitality, lacking only the ease of the open string. they do exist...mind you, but are to be used with discretion, for there are many other notes that one must utilize. it is the morning mate that provides the motivation, for the days have grown to autumn here, and the nights are cold and the days windy. one must push on, however, and i happen to be the one to fill this position. only around the time that i get hungry to i have a brief respite to rest and eat something. rushing in i scrounge what i can and fill my belly with much needed sustenance. at times, i return to the fiddle after lunch, but other times i turn to the blue beast that has six strings. she is a wild one, with a bright blue glow, often blinding the unwary. but she sings, oh how she sings! when coaxed just so, she can accompany the saddest of country song, and the loneliest of laments. depending on the weather, there are a myriad of activities: swimming in the ocean, drinking mate on the beach, going for a bike ride, napping, talking to various newcomers...you get the picture.

i was in buenos aires as well and spent a week with molly and leslie, and got to meet up with mike and alli while they were romanticizing through buenos aires en route to patagonia. it was a grand time and fun was had by all. there is a great picture that will come, though the computer i have found is not able to do such things. alas...i must move on. but times were good. i also got a chance to see the argentina national team play against venezuela for the world cup qualifying in buenos aires. i will just say that i waited seven hours starting at one in the morning, four of which were standing amidst hundreds of other rabid fans in what was a great example of the finicky nature and mayhem that is the mob mentality. i got in and got to watch the game from a fenced in, barbed wire enclosure with all these wackos and got to see maradona as head coach for a team replete with stars...messi, mascherano, tevez, aguero...it was heaven.

but buenos aires was to crazy and i headed to the beach. here i will spend my remaining week playing music and involving myself in all of the possible extracurricular activities. sorry for the lack of pictures, but i don´t have internet, and i came in to the big town to find a computer without a usb port. i will tarry away my last days and look forward to coming back to my fair country. it is a place i do miss, and i shan´t tarry too long here. as some of you know i will be heading back east for a bit this summer to work for mom and the older bro and travel around to the musical shindigs in the southern appalachians. it will be a lovely summer and i hope to see you there.

over and out