"A blog is to a writer what a canvas is to an artist." ~ Colleen Redman
The following is from a recent reading at our local library for the Floyd County Moonshine. It will soon be the 13th anniversary (July 25th) of the death of my brother Jim, who died in a machine shop accident, which was followed a month later (August 29) by the death of my brother Dan, who died of liver disease. The poem was written on the second anniversary of their deaths. Jim’s high school class is celebrating their 40th anniversary reunion this weekend.
From the back of The Jim and Dan Stories, the book I wrote about their deaths: The last few weeks of my brother’s lives played out like the conclusion of a dramatic Hollywood script, a plot with a twist. The road trip they took, two weeks before the first death, became the beginning of a larger journey, the one in which they would both leave this world. Although their deaths were the catalyst for this book, the stories are as much about our lives as Redmans, growing up in an Irish Catholic, working class clan in the South Shore of Boston, Massachusetts, during the 50’s – 70’s. The book also chronicles the experience of writing, from my cabin home in the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia, in the midst of the acute stages of grief. It reveals the identity crisis that surfaced in me after the loss of my brothers, and the resolution I eventually came to–that within loss there is much to be received, and through the experience of death, life can be made even more precious. I like to think that Jim and Dan are still on their journey. I like to think of them as our family’s pioneers.
I’d like to know why all the butterflies in my yard this year are black.
I’ve not seen one yellow tiger swallowtail and usually there are plenty.
Is this a butterfly bully?
- The following first appeared in The Floyd Press on July 17, 2014.
Floydfest founder and producer Kris Hodges has been a musician most his life, playing gigs in Roanoke and beyond since the age of 14. Hodges, who is primarily a drummer (and is pictured below in blue), eventually got tired of the musician’s lifestyle and being on the road. In 1992 he moved to Floyd, lived on a farm and was mentored by the late A’Court Bason, a Floyd musician and instrument maker.
In 1999 Hodges and his wife Erika Johnson opened Oddfella’s Cantina, a funky café with a Southwestern flavor and a featured performance stage. When the live music events that the couple brought to Floyd outgrew the space, they sold the Cantina and followed their bigger dreams.
Floydfest was born in 2002 with a world music theme. Since then, music genres have shifted with changing themes each year. From its fledgling beginnings, the now 5-day festival has grown to sellout proportions and has been named one of the top 10 festivals in the country by Forbes, Outdoor, The Smithsonian and other magazines.
Hodges, who is 43, cites the melting pot of Floyd, its natural beauty, local culture and artisan community for providing a perfect canvas for such an event to take off. “There was also a growing national interest in roots music and stringed music,” Hodges said about the timing of Floydfest’s beginnings and its subsequent success.
In the past, Hodges has been focused on the content part of the festival, busy behind the scenes booking bands and manifesting plans. More recently, he’s been taking a lead role and speaking out in interviews about the festival’s 13 year history, plans for its sustainable future and the benefits it has brought to Floyd.
“Having the Floyd namesake, we have to represent, we’ve always embraced the Floyd community and always will,” Hodges told Casey Worley, the anchor/interviewer of Citizens’ Community Show, which airs on Citizens Digital Channel 20 and Analog Channel 2. Hodges cited a Radford University economic impact survey that determined that the festival had generated over $2 million dollars for the local economy in the year the study was done. “That was in 2004. Can you imagine what it is now?” Hodges asked.
With Hodges and co-founder Johnson at the helm, Across the Way Productions (the company that produces Floydfest) employs 8 full-time professionals (primarily Floyd Countains), hires 300+ locals seasonally and has a long list of local contractors and businesses that it partners with. The festival has donated thousands of dollars annually to local groups – such as Floyd Music Lab, Floyd Artisan Trail, Floyd Songwriting Project, Safety Rope, Friends of the Blue Ridge Parkway, Jacksonville Center, Band Boosters and many more – and has been generous in its ticket donations to local charities for auctions. The opportunity to volunteer, trading work hours for tickets, has always been a festival tradition.
At a recent workday on the 80 acre site off the Blue Ridge Parkway, Hodges talked about the changes for Floydfest 13 (July 23- 27), some of which were made in an effort to match logistical operations with the success of the eco-friendly event. He acknowledged that getting patrons from off-site parking lots to and from the site has been the most challenging part of running the festival. Last year there were back-up problems during check-in and at the end of the festival. There was an increase of campsite sprawl, and heavy rains and mud created parking lot problems. “Weather is the variable, and you do the best you can with that,” Hodges said.
“It’s a transformative year for us,” he continued, noting that his company is always working to improve and do what is needed. “We wouldn’t have been able to survive this long if we didn’t take care to do the right thing,” he said, adding that the changes came down to the overall aesthetics and safety of the festival. “The trick is managing and sustaining it, now that the demand is there.”
Steps that have been taken in an effort to maintain what Hodges describes as “the boutique, culture arts and music festival vibe and experience” include controlling the number of attendees. Hodges explained that they shaved off 1,000 tickets in 2013 and are reducing ticket sales by an additional 1,300 this year. “We’d like to keep it at around 11,000. That’s a comfortable number,” he said. Last year it was reported that an estimated 15,500+ attended Floydfest 12. “We don’t want to be the biggest festival. We just want to make the best festival and make it comfortable for a limited audience capacity,” Hodges emphasized.
Changes have also been made to separate logistical operations from the festival experience onsite. There will no longer be onsite vehicle camping, including RV camping. Hodges described the new general admission parking lot and box office check-in, a flat airstrip in Meadows of Dan, named the Alpha Lot, which can accommodate about 6000 cars and can queue up 860 cars at any given time. According to the Floydfest website, general Alpha Lot parking is $15 for single day parking and $25 for multi-day parking.
RV camping will be at the Delta Lot, off Helms Road, and car camping is at the Bravo Lot, next door to the Delta Lot. Buses will run between parking lots and the festival around the clock and patrons will not be separated from their gear, as they were last year. “There will be a truck or trailer behind every bus,” Hodges said. Artists and VIP ticket holders are still able to park onsite, although VIP tickets, as well as RV powered spots, sold out early, Hodges reported. Non-powered RV spots are still available (as of this writing).
Another festival change is the introduction of tent tags for 15 x 15 campsites at a cost of $50 a tag. The Floydfest population had grown so big that the festival was experiencing campsite sprawl and tents in some areas were packed tightly together. The tent tag addition was made for safety, aesthetics and patron comfort, Hodges said. “We’re going to try to accommodate about 3,000. I think it got up to 5,000 tents last year.”
Hodges explained that ticket prices have gone up incrementally about every three years to keep up with the cost of living and the added expense of increased attendance and the services that requires. The cost of headliner acts, which have also increased over the years, is also a factor setting ticket prices. “It’s a massive production,” he said.
The cost of a one-day ticket started at an early rate of $90 and is currently set at $100. Tiered ticket prices increase by $10 to $20 as availability of tickets decreases, and price breaks in bundle packages are available. A four day ticket is currently listed at tier three for $220. (Hodges suggests that patrons purchase tickets online to avoid gate prices.) “Staycation” ticket options – allowing attendees to check-in on Wednesday and check-out Monday – encourages individuals and families to make Floydfest their vacation destiny and to utilize area attractions.
This year’s theme is rEVOLutionary, reflecting the changes within the festival and with the word “LOVE” spelled backwards and highlighted in press releases and on the festival’s website. The musical line-up has a strong Reggae/Blues/Rock flavor, and Americana is also well represented. Hodges said he purposefully booked musicians that speak to revolutionary ideas, such as headliners Ziggy Marley, Lauryn Hill, Michael Franti and Spearhead and Ben Harper and Charlie Musselwhite, who won a Best Blues Album Grammy this year for their collaboration on “Get Up!”
With ten unique stages featuring close to 100 musical acts, a Children’s Universe, Imagine Teen Tent, Healing Arts Village, Global Village, performance arts, outdoor living adventures, craft beer and regional wine, food and art vending, workshops, panel discussions on sustainability topics and even a Revolution-wear fashion show, 2014 has all the makings to be a banner year.
“I’m happy and proud that we’ve become so popular that people want to be part of this. When you come from your heart and have a quality product, people respond,” Hodges said. - Colleen Redman
Post Notes: For more information contact 745-FEST, visit floydfest.com, or email firstname.lastname@example.org. The photo above were taken at the recent workday mentioned. Photo #1 appeared on the front page of the paper and pictures volunteers putting up the Children’s Universe sign. Photo #2 is of Hodges and his and Johnson’s son Tristan. Photo #3 and 4 are of Kurt Hallex. Hallex said he fell in love with Floydfest last year (his first year attending). He loved it so much that the Falls Church resident stayed to help with break-down. This year he is a seasonal staff member as the designer of the 15×15 campsite layout and manager of “26 ambassadors makings sure that everyone finds a spot and has a good time.” Hodges’ and Johnson’s daughter Chloe is pictured in photo #5 cutting watermelon with other volunteers to serve to the workers. In the last photo a volunteer sprays off a festival tarp and festival coolers in prep for the July 23rd festival opening. An archive of Fl0ydfest stories and blog posts are HERE.
1. Lately I’ve been bursting out in song, singing the Beatles line ‘when I’m 64.” And now I really am.
2. My friend Alwyn is two decades older than me. Back in the day, she would never tell me or anyone her age. I only knew she was over 60 one day when I saw her get the senior discount at EATS health food store. But as soon as she hit 80, she couldn’t stop bragging about it and told everyone who would listen how old she was!
3. Twenty years later, the first time I got a senior discount it was at EATS and Alwyn was with me.
4. My 3 year old grandson Liam to me: “Member, don’t look at Bryce. Only look at me.”
5. I was a big hit with Bryce and Liam when I brought Italian flat beans from the garden for lunch last week. I told Bryce that he’s loved them since he was a baby. He couldn’t remember so we watched THIS video of him eating his first ever garden bean.
6. At a mountaintop wedding that I went to on Sunday, I met THIS New York based artist. When I asked what art medium she works in, she mentioned collage and told me she cuts-out out and mixes letters and words of sacred text. I looked her up when I got home and was blown away. Some of the pieces looked like crop circles on paper. Here’s an excerpt from her artist statement: I deconstruct a sacred text by cutting its individual letters, and reassemble them to form a passage from another holy book. The Koran is transformed into the Bible, the Bible into the Bhagavad Gita, and so on. I discourage a literal reading of the text by eliminating punctuation and spacing; a sentence from one text merges with a passage from another. By bringing together the sacred writings of diverse religions, I undermine their authority and speak to the common thread that weaves through all scripture. The labor-intensive aspect of my work is a meditation practice as well as an exploration of the various forms of devotion.
8. A friend at the wedding told me she has a friend in the Netherlands who follows my blog. If this is you: Hello.
9. He loves me, he loves me not/ is the question we weigh as we string / She loves me, she loves me not / is the chain of days ever long enough? / The childhood ones are as faded / as we know the last ones will be / And all are fragile for better or worse / All are worthy of cherishing – Read the rest of Daisy Chain HERE.
10. Today’s title Please Don’t Eat the Daisies comes from a 1960 movie that I still remember seeing at the Hingham Loring Hall Theater that starred Doris Day, who was like the Meg Ryan meets Grace Kelly actress of her time.
11. Joe loves watching the World Cup the way I love watching the Academy Awards, and he doesn’t care about awards shows like I don’t care about sports.
12. We were windswept on a mountain hilltop that we all agreed looked like Ireland. There was a quote by Donovan, a handfasting and Sufi dancing. The wedding benches were handmade by the groom and given as gifts to the musicians whose heartfelt playing and singing brought tears to my eyes. The grapevine arbors and archways looked enchanting against the blue sky. The chickens and gardens made me smile. – More from I Call This a Double Date HERE.
13. I don’t eat the daisies, but I have eaten violets, purple crown vetch and nasturtiums.
We were windswept on a mountain hilltop that we all agreed looked like Ireland. There was a quote by Donovan, a handfasting and Sufi dancing. The wedding benches were handmade by the groom and given as gifts to the musicians whose heartfelt playing and singing brought tears to my eyes. The grapevine arbors and archways looked enchanting against the blue sky. The chickens and gardens made me smile.
I went through some initial withdrawal honoring the couple’s request not to take photos of the ceremony, so beautiful. But it was also a relief to sit with the breeze and birdsong and let my heart fill for the joining of my long-time friend and his partner. Later, as bride and groom, they posed by their sunflower maze for a picture with the wedding officiate, another dear friend, Katherine Moonflower. Then came the best slushie punch and hummingbird cake I ever tasted. There was also a gluten free chocolate cake that was topped with fat red berries.
Note: Read more about Katherine’s Life Ceremonies HERE.
~ The following are some of the photos I took for the July 10th issue of The Floyd Press. I think they depict some of the best of small town 4th of July celebrating.
1. Comments and eggs. Comments and eggs. I like to count them every day.
2. Shadows are like brushes filled with black paint. My 4th of July Shadow Shot is HERE.
3. My kitchen looked like a murder scene after I baked my annual blueberry pie. When I cut into it, the juice dripped down the dishwasher and onto the floor. There was a chaotic mess on the counter and a big knife with a reddish stain conspicuously lying around.
4. Mario’s Mayhem, Cape Canaveral Lift Off, Bloody Palm Tree Sunday, Star Wars Revisited and Princess Leia’s Revenge were some of the self-named fireworks I saw in Floyd this year.
5. My blogger friend Tabor recently posted an entry about the female characters in fiction and non-fiction book that influenced her as a young adult, like Nancy Drew, Anne of Green Gables, Ann Frank and Charlotte from Charlotte’s Web. All I could come up with were Erma Brombeck, Yoko Ono and Annie Oakley! I think that mix says a lot about me.
6. Only in the country and seen on Facebook: Time to lock your car. The Zuchs are coming.
7. I don’t really understand why anyone grows zuchinni. Seems to me that they have no taste and people are always looking for ways to use them for filler food.
8. Free Range Kids: “Over the past 50-60 years, play time in kids’ lives has been drastically cut. School days and years are longer and parents often schedule enrichment activities for their children instead of giving them space to direct their own play. Children are rarely given the freedom to direct their own activities, leading to a persistent rise in children feeling that they have no control over their lives. And, while correlation doesn’t prove causation, Dr. Peter Gray, who has been studying play for years, says there’s strong evidence that in this case, the decline in play is leading to a rise in depression and acute anxiety among young people.” From a Ted Talk HERE.
9. Most of the building projects on my son Josh’s land in Madison County NC have been done with recycled, repurposed, salvaged and scavenged materials. When he bought his property seven years ago, he tore down the old house that was on it and salvaged what he could before burning it. He and a friend recently built a barn using oak boards from the porch of that old house. HERE is a picture of the new barn and HERE is a post called Tearing Down the House Party.
10. When my clarity goes off course, it can take everyone around me with it. At least that’s sometimes true at my women’s dialogue circle when I’m engaged in a conscious conversation. It’s a conversation built on safety, one that supports the knowledge that my struggles are just an aspect of all that I am, and that the darkest places within me are where my deepest learning can shine. - More on my Women’s Dialogue group HERE.
11. “The earliest documentation of fireworks dates back to 7th century China, where they were invented. The fireworks were used to accompany many festivities. It is a part of the culture of China and had its origin there; eventually it spread to other cultures and societies. The art and science of firework making has developed into an independent profession. In China, pyrotechnicians were respected for their knowledge of complex techniques in mounting firework displays.” – From the Wikipedia
12. Spectacular fireworks, as professional as the ones that small towns display, were going off continuously and in both directions for as far as the eye could see. There were Revolutionary War-like bonfire encampments from horizon to horizon along the 5 mile stretch of beach. Groups of people were gathered and some were still coming out of their houses, as though an invasion from Mars might be occurring. - Read more about what happens in Massachusetts when the local government makes fireworks illegal in a post called Boston Tea Party Revisited HERE.
13. My six-year old grandson Bryce wanted to know why farmers wear overalls. I answered him as best I could but his answer was better than mine. Listen HERE.
When my clarity goes off course, it can take everyone around me with it. At least that’s sometimes true at my women’s dialogue circle when I’m engaged in a conscious conversation. It’s a conversation built on safety, one that supports the knowledge that my struggles are just an aspect of all that I am, and that the darkest places within me are where my deepest learning can shine.
It’s amazing what can happen when we intend to pay attention, and when we change our “we” statements to “I” ones (as I just did with the above paragraph), owning our own paradoxes and our unconscious coping mechanisms.
When my comments are indirect, I appreciate when others push for clarification. I may become defensive at first. But then I notice that my body feels distress. I’ve come to know that feeling as a signal that I’m skipping over a deeper truth or a past hurt that wants my attention.
This time I recognized that I was muddled. I didn’t understand how the dialogue got where it was or what I defending. It wasn’t long before “the get” came and it came because I was open to it as a practice and not resisting the self-examination it required.
I was muddled because an unconscious pattern was playing out before me. I had over-identified with another woman’s sharing and wanted to protect her by steering the conversation (indirectly) away from any real or imagined feedback that might have hints of fix-it solutions or non I-statements in them. I am sensitive to and have felt oppressed in the past by that approach.
So was it compassion or co-dependency that caused me to feel my friend’s real or imagined discomfort and want to ward off any real or imagined deeper scrutiny coming her way? I think the very definition of co-dependency is when we over-identify with someone else and try to protect them from feeling the effects of their circumstances.
I sat in the full body feeling/knowledge that co-dependency comes from compassion. They are mixed together. I think compassion is an asset that becomes a liability when over-used, or a positive that becomes a negative when acted on unconsciously. And in my awareness of what I learned when I veered from the personal present, I felt compassion for the co-dependent people in my life that I haven’t had much patience for.
This paradoxical understanding was just one aspect of our rich and diverse sharing. It was one that happened in the moment, one I couldn’t have gotten to without the input from the other women present. We were all in it together and I believe that each of us was receiving our own personal form of learning from our collective living exchange.
My son Josh’s Miata is so famous that it has its own Facebook Page, and that began when it was a red sports car and before its latest space shuttle rainbow incarnation. Josh has a lot of creative friends who share his love of art performance and when he went to Australia for three months for a ceramics residency and to present at an international woodfire conference, he left his Miata with his friend, who then got together with other friends and used the sports car as canvas for their imagination.
They had it parked in the back of the Wedge building where Josh’s Clayspace studio is and when Josh returned and saw it, he made a remark, like “look at that Miata. That’s **** crazy!” In the same split second the realization came over him and a small voice inside his head said, “That’s mine, isn’t it?”
I might have scared the boys last weekend when they were sleeping over. We were in the yard playing when I heard Josh pulling into the driveway. “The rocket ship is here! The rocket ship is here!” I yelled excitedly. Josh said about 1,000 people took pictures of him on his way from Asheville to Floyd. The boys helped spray paint the space shuttle helmet.
The car has already been part of a professional photo shoot, and it was a big hit at the Floyd wedding that Josh came home for, for which he dressed the part. It did get a few dings and things from all that partying, but Josh made some touch up repairs before heading back to Asheville on the highway and getting all those heads turning again.
Here’s a shot of the Miata leading a 4th of July parade at Penland School of Crafts. That car sure gets around, and it fits right in with all the fireworks.
Post notes: At one time both my sons had red Miatas. Check out this blog entry, Red is Good Feng Shui, for a shot of that and some other pictures of the Miatas’ previous incarnation HERE. And a post about Josh’s recent escapades in Australia is HERE.
1. Some people do yoga and others meditate. My practice is composing weekly 13 Thursdays. Sometimes I feel like a minister who writes and delivers a sermon each week.
2. Write Up My Alley, Honk if you Play 13 Thursday, 13 Lines Not for Fishing, The 13 Score, 13 Degrees of Spring Fever, The 13 Thursday Drum Roll, 13’s a Charm, 13 Talking Points, Breaking the 13 Sound Barrier and 13 O’Thursday are just a handful of the past titles.
3. I used to say “That’s Greek to me,” when I couldn’t understand something. Now, in today’s high tech world, I say, “That’s Geek to me.”
4. Number 3 happens frequently because I have no tech-no-logic.
5. I call the above photo “That’s What Uncle’s Are For.” It makes even more sense when you look at the photo below of the boy’s dad napping nearby.
6. Bryce and Liam are “picking” up where their Uncle Josh left off with their love of blueberries. Josh loved blueberries so much that for his July 10th birthday I used to make him a blueberry pie instead of cake. I even wrote a poem about him and blueberries, so when I heard he’d be in town for a wedding this weekend (and just home from 3 months in Australia) I texted him to say, “The blueberries are ripe!”
7. “I can see blueberry heaven,” Bryce kept saying about the blueberries he couldn’t reach. “It’s not easy getting into heaven. It’s so high up,” I answered.
8. What’s the difference between a podium and pulpit?
9. I think it’s fitting that the word UP is in JUMP.
10. I’ve always believed that I manifested my husband Joe with Steve Winwood’s song Higher Love, which I listened to, sang like a prayer and danced to a year before we met. More about my kind of worship HERE.
11. When I recently heard Aretha’s Franklin’s RESPECT while shopping at the thrift shop, I felt duty bound to dance in the aisles between the racks of clothes, since I have said many times that I will get up and dance wherever and whenever I hear that song. In 2008 I was undecided about going to my 30th class reunion when I got a call from a friend encouraging me to go. I asked if the DJ would be playing RESPECT and was told ‘we’ll see to it.’ I went and they did play the song and we all lived happily ever after. HERE’S the proof.
12. Note and tone are the same word like eros and rose. Good has god in it and earth has heart.
13. This is my 451st Thirteen Thursday entry. My very first one was in 2005 and is HERE.
Tada! _____________Thirteen Thursday
~ The following are some of the photos I took to accompany a recent story in the Floyd Press, written by the paper’s editor about the Hotel Floyd’s expansion. The narrative below comes from a piece I was commissioned to write about the expansion. It appears in the current issue of The Floyd Magazine.
The Hotel Floyd opened in 2007 as downtown Floyd’s first green lodging establishment. Built by Jack Wall and Kamala Bauers, it features themed rooms that showcase the music, art, mountain culture and natural beauty that is increasingly drawing visitors to Floyd.
Constructed with eco-friendly building materials, and with photovoltaic solar panels on the roof, the hotel was well received, which led to its expansion. In 2011, an electric car charger was installed on the 2 ½ acre grounds and two pet-friendly suites with full kitchens were built adjacent to the hotel’s 14-roomed original building. In the summer of 2013, construction began on the hotel’s four-story addition and was completed in June of 2014.
The new addition includes 24 themed rooms (singles and suites), a reception lobby, a gift shop, a holistic fitness room and a conference center. The conference center, which is available for rent, features state of the art meeting equipment and opens onto a courtyard garden, making the combination suitable for wedding receptions and other events. A café is also housed in the new addition, providing space for the hotel to now offer continental breakfast that will incorporate locally produced food.
The hotel’s central downtown location has contributed to its popularity. Offering boutique style and modern amenities amidst a small town setting, the hotel is within walking distance to historic sites, the Floyd Farmers Market, antique and clothing stores, fine arts and crafts shops and a town park where mountain sunsets can be enjoyed. Artisan baked goods, farm-to-table meals, tapas, Mexican fare, brick oven pizzas, micro-brews and traditional country cooking are all available downtown.
On Thursday evenings from May to October, the hotel hosts free concerts at the Hotel Floyd gazebo bandstand. Other live music venues are a footpath away and include Dogtown Roadhouse, Oddfellas Cantina and the world famous Floyd Country Store, a Crooked Road Heritage Music Trail destination and home of the Friday Night Jamboree, where people come from all over to enjoy traditional Appalachian music and dancing.
Nearby activities and places of interest include hiking trails, kayaking on the Little River, small farms, artists’ studios, wellness centers and wineries. The scenic Blue Ridge Parkway with more than 40 miles running through Floyd and Floydfest, a popular five day annual music festival, are among the area’s attractions that have made the one-stoplight town of Floyd a destination.
The hotel’s themed rooms and suites are decorated by local artists, groups and businesses and reflect the creativity of the Floyd community. The natural hardwood furniture is all made local and some of it is handcrafted. Special touches that add to the themed decors include an antique typewriter in the Floyd Writers Suite that was once used in the Bank of Floyd, a collection of framed quilt and lace crochet samples in The Old Church Gallery Suite, a handmade fiddle displayed in the Floyd Country Store Suite and lamps with honeycomb designs in the Spikenard Farm and Bee Sanctuary Room. The Floyd Press Room features a framed montage of past top news stories, including one on Floyd NASCAR driver, Curtis Turner.
“What I think is unique about the Hotel Floyd is that it showcases the essence of Floyd. When you travel in most communities and stay in a lodging establishment, you can’t tell where you are because everything is the same. At the Hotel Floyd all the rooms are different and each one represents a special person, organization or place in Floyd,” said Kamala Bauers, hotel co-owner.
Photos: Hotel Floyd, Spikenard Farm and Bee Sanctuary Room, 16 Hands Artisan Room, Floyd Press Room, New Mountain Mercantile Room, Hotel Live Music Gazebo, Virginia’s Blue Ridge Music Festival Room, Mugs in the Music Festival Room, A thread filled lamp in The School House Fabric Room, SustainFloyd Room and below Angels in the Attic Room and Hotel co-owner Kamala Bauers showing visitors the hotel courtyard.
Visit the Hotel Floyd’s website to see more photos HERE.
_____Our World Tuesday