Last night we played in Charleston, SC at the Music Farm. There couldn’t have been a more perfect way to end our tour with Drew Holcomb and the Neighbors.
I’ve loved Charleston for a long time. I even dreamed of going to college there before I ended up at University of Georgia. The city just has a magic about it. Wandering the streets of downtown Charleston is like seeing the rich history of the city collide with the present in a romantic burst of color and life. I feel a little more alive there.
The Music Farm was the first place I ever played in Charleston. It’s a dreamy old train station turned into a music venue. The staff there has always been so kind to me—even though hundreds of incredible bands have played there and I’m just a little singer/songwriter, they treat me with respect and tell me they’re excited about my show. What an honor.
Last night was my first time back to the Music Farm in 2 years. Over 300 people came out to the show,
and I just sang my heart out feeling the happiest I’ve felt in awhile. Thank you to everyone who came last night. I saw some people singing along to my songs, and that always makes my heart jump.
For anyone who wants to know, Drew, Ellie and the band are absolutely amazing people. They are pros at their job and so kind no matter the circumstances. Michael and I really loved our time with them for the past 2 weeks. We definitely heard some amazing music and had some laughs. Drew’s great guy, great singer, not so great at driving a Prius. We tried to teach him how and he called it a “Jetson mobile”. That still makes me giggle.
Anyway, we’re driving home now which is always my favorite time for blogging, so I figured I’d stop by and just say that I’m thankful. I’m thankful for YOU, for my job, for my amazing husband and family, for The Music Farm, and for October.
Happy Saturday :)
It’s so interesting to me that behind every picture there is a moment that I’m trying to capture—a feeling
What’s inside the moment of THIS picture?
It’s the most perfect Fall afternoon. I couldn’t have dreamed of a better time to pick my basil plant for the first time and make some homemade pesto.
It feels so amazing outside that we’ve left the front door open. Michael comes wandering outside, drawn by the fresh aroma of our little basil plant. I’m so amazed at the complexity and little joys of creation. I think about how every day that I water my tiny basil, oregano and thyme it’s like I’m growing a sense of contentment and peace inside myself as well.
Plus they just warm up our front stoop a little bit.
Thankful for potted herbs and for Autumn today.