by Byron Ballard | Jun 29, 2018
I am briefly at home between festivals and will do my best to catch up a bit here. These are certainly exciting times to be alive. In between camping adventures and walking on new lands (prairie!), I am keeping an eye on the energies and the people that deeply...
by Byron Ballard | Jun 5, 2018
Festival Season! Holy McAnoly! I am back home for a couple of days and marveling at the season so far. I’ve just come off what is probably my longest time away–nearly three weeks. I have cried and laughed, embraced old dear ones and shaken hands with...
by Byron Ballard | Apr 12, 2018
Good evening, old friends. Festival season is gearing up and I will be on the road a lot this summer. As soon as I’ve heard from one more festival, I’ll post them all here. Maybe some of you will come find me when I teach in your neck of the woods. This...
by Byron Ballard | Mar 6, 2018
My birthday was Friday and throughout the week, I posted observations on each day. Here’s Sunday’s, which you may find interesting. The Sunday shows brought me a frisson of…something. So I have come before you, weakened by my hedonism, to say this to...
by Byron Ballard | Dec 4, 2017
Today was the perfect day for garden clean up. Sunny and warm but not hot. Bright enough to give me a headache, by the way. We cleaned the little kitchen garden and then tackled the Italian garden. Cleaned and renovated the beds. I watered the raise bed with its...
by Byron Ballard | Dec 3, 2017
As usual. As always. I grew up in west Buncombe on what was once a pretty little farmstead, with a lovely orchard, a root cellar, a springhead. My parents were not active stewards, shall we say, and the whole place was run-down by the time I was old enough to remember...
