Summer is here and so is Little/Middle Folk School. While the campus is taken over by kick ball, card games, picnics, and the fire truck that stopped by on Tuesday to spray the kids off – there is still one adult class happening, and that’s Dance Caller’s Week.
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Once I get my car unpacked, and go to orientation and welcome supper, the reality of having a whole week at the Folk School finally sets in.
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Morning song at the Folk School is a cherished way of waking up. We can slowly get out of bed, walk to the Keith House Community Room, make a cup of coffee or tea, and for thirty minutes before breakfast, blink, yawn, and listen to music. Depending on who is performing – listeners are invited to sing along, or lean back in their chairs to hear stories.
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Every time I come to Brasstown, I’m not sure what to expect. So many things happen here, each studio existing as a world of it’s own, and there is always so much to see and be a part of.
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Last week turned into Fiber Fanatic week on the Folk School Blog. I followed Charley Orlando’s knitting class around and they didn’t seem to mind one bit.
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