MARCH 2014 SSI Gumboot Gala
MARCH 2014
Spring is springing up in my yard - there are those little daffodils and violets and weeds and the garlic is up and we will soon have to cut the lawn again.
The eagles are up every morning, calling to one another.
Salt Spring Island is an amazing place. I went to something called the Gumboot Gala the other night for $20 and saw Bill Henderson (formerly of Chilliwack and the Collectors), Valdy, Derrick Milton (trumpet extraordinaire), and other amazing musicians and poets on the stage. It's a fundraiser for the local Folk Club, who brings in acts all winter long - also for the inexpensive ticket. Plus an amazing local dinner of organic foods for $20.
It's an island event for sure.
We all sang - Where have all the flowers gone?
Bill Henderson wrote "island" words for This Land is Your Land.
Shiloh told stories about the "old days" of the 70s and I learned a little bit about old local characters. The original recyclers were a couple of hippies - one who collected on the north end and one who collected on the south.
A song about the separation between 537 and 653. Her eyes said 537, but her gumboots said 653.
Spring is springing up in my yard - there are those little daffodils and violets and weeds and the garlic is up and we will soon have to cut the lawn again.
The eagles are up every morning, calling to one another.
Salt Spring Island is an amazing place. I went to something called the Gumboot Gala the other night for $20 and saw Bill Henderson (formerly of Chilliwack and the Collectors), Valdy, Derrick Milton (trumpet extraordinaire), and other amazing musicians and poets on the stage. It's a fundraiser for the local Folk Club, who brings in acts all winter long - also for the inexpensive ticket. Plus an amazing local dinner of organic foods for $20.
It's an island event for sure.
We all sang - Where have all the flowers gone?
Bill Henderson wrote "island" words for This Land is Your Land.
Shiloh told stories about the "old days" of the 70s and I learned a little bit about old local characters. The original recyclers were a couple of hippies - one who collected on the north end and one who collected on the south.
A song about the separation between 537 and 653. Her eyes said 537, but her gumboots said 653.
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