I was supposed to fly home from New Mexico this morning, but I fell in love with Ghost Ranch and arranged to stay on. I had no idea the place was about to fill up with musicians for its first-ever Bluegrass Camp & Extravaganza. Tonight, the valley swelled with the sounds of plucked strings and singing in harmony. Lucky I like bluegrass! It’s quite friendly, indeed.
Push-pins . . .
Two more days!