It was 100 degrees out yesterday. I assume. It's what the weather man told me 3 days ago it would be yesterday. Three days ago I also agreed to spend the entire day outside listening to folk music. And that's just what I did.
First I saw some Buck Dancing, which is best described as Appalachian Tap Dancing. Well, that's the best description..it's so much more I think. There was an old skinny man who truly enjoyed dancing for people. He loved to get the little kids up on stage and have them dance too. I think the oldest on stage was 8 yrs. One girl was so excited she kept on screaming while she danced. The elder dancer said that this is how he started dancing, as a small boy watching and imitating until he was old enough to learn.
Sometimes I really wish I could go back and live in a time before electricity. When the men worked in the fields all day and the women managed the house, and then we danced all night.
Then I got too hot and thought I was going to be sick, so I went and laid in the shade next to a different stage. Josh promised me Canadian bands, but we got a Mariachi band! It was awesome!!! I think I would like to learn more about the Mexican culture and history. When they played, a woman with a brightly colored skirt danced around a man, holding her skirt out. They looked just like two birds doing a mating dance. I haven't seen humans imitating animals in such a way in real life ever. It was beautiful.
I take that back. When we were little my sister would crawl around and roar like a lion. Sometimes she would oink like a pig, and Nathan and I would go "Hut! Hut! Little pig" and we would clap are hands and she would do what we said, but not very well, she was pretending to be a pig after all. I still say and do that when I want to get people up and moving out.
Mandy is far superior at roaring like a lion than I am. Or was she a Tiger? I can't remember now.
Back to laying in the shade...it was exactly what I wanted. It to be too hot out and relaxing in the shade with every reason to not move and no reason to get up. Though I did miss the flea circus. Alas, I can't do everything.