My frequent Scrabble partner, Mara, wanted us to play a game up at the FloydFest site Tuesday, two days after the festival and six miles from my driveway. She was particularly interested in playing with the couple who run the coffee bus and has been ever since she learned they were Scrabble players. The coffee […]
1. Poetically, I don’t like the word bucolic, the way Billy Collins doesn’t like “cicada.” I think it’s a self-conscious word that sounds like an illness, even though it means an idyllic country setting. 2. I call THIS my Asheville Potterson Josh’s font. 3. It’s the cover of the latest Studio Potter Magazine, an issue […]
The following is a short essay written about last year’s FloydFest, which was printed in the FloydFest program this year. FloydFest, our town’s yearly world music festival, is a people watchers paradise. My favorite part of the weekend festival – just six miles from my driveway on The Blue Ridge Parkway – is the […]
