Maggie's Farm

OK, Bird Dog, you add the links to this because I can't but we're headed home tomorrow to Boston, then another dang bus back to the Green Mountains, and I didnt think I would ever say this but I am not excited about coming back home and probably will find that Seth and Reuben have burned the place down but you cannot harm growing corn, and I assume the haying was finished up right because only a true moron could screw that up. We actually took the high-speed rail back from Teze yesterday and since you are a Christian gent or at least a wantabe I will have to tell you about that place which if any place can give an old yankee atheist Congregationalist a touch of the spirit, that place can and Miss Millie blew a wad on their CDs so if we stay friends I guess I can look forward to Spirito Sancto etc nonstop when I prefer no sound but the crickets and the dogs and the grumbling cattle. Well we did go to Lordes first which was a holy tourist trap deal almost, thousands of people from all over and lots of sickly ones and we all lost eachother in the crowds and we saw the candlelight march and went to a mass but didnt take communion we being protestants or even hopeless heathen like me and two of our group, two sicklies but I have my doubts because for years they are always ailing but never dying and can drink their wine OK and chow down on the snails, well they did some special deal even not being catholics and it seemed to perk them up. Now but that Teze place I could tell you about at lenth but maybe later, and I aint convertable because I have my principles but it is something and our whole group acting reborn and refreshed in the spirit except me of course, and well Pastor Winslow I worried about him losing his marbles he is a good fellow and can party and dine and can be a tough sob at times and knows farming and fixes his own car but he has a hunger for the spirit and I aint never seen him and Edie as happy as they were there. I am a lost sheep to them I suspect but we have become good pals and they never preach or condesend or do that Christian nicey nice thing and so I respect them back. Galla goodby dinner tonight we have reservations and it aint mcdonalds just a little place Pastor knew about and we will all tank up on the frenchie grape juice vin ordinare and Pastor has his jokes and stories all ready then back to the old Beantown via Air Frog in the am. 

(Editor: photo from the Taize website. Their music, all live and natural, is as good as it gets for modern religious music. It is not rock, but it will rock you if you let it.)