Showing posts with label Mo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mo. Show all posts

Saturday, November 28, 2009

New Digs...

 Well, we have made it safely to Kansas after our grand adventure.  Tsalagi, the truck, has served us well!  We made it to my god mother, Donna's, for Thanksgiving... then traveled on to Kansas the next day.  We had a full truck bed.  Everything of value that we owned was in that truck, from my guitar, Truth, to my Victorian Wardrobe, to the mini Navajo rug, from Mo.  Kentucky to Kansas is along drive, but my dad was nice enough to call for a motel just out side of St. Louis for us.

Our new place is an apartment in the back of a church in their basement that they use for charity or special cases.   So as this is an emergency, and no one was using it, they gave it to us.  Sure, it has one small window, red carpet, a bed on pallets on floor... but it is our's for at least 6 months while we get on our feet.  A few room dividers, a coffee table and floor chairs, and I am sure I can make this place feel like home in no time.  A place to think and refocus after this great trauma has be fallen us.
Now, this gypsy goth gal needs to crash into bed and sleep sound for the first time in ages!

~ Morria

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Cornerstone - 2009

What a festival!  This was my first ever Cornerstone and I spent it as a Staff person... which was awesome!!!  We were assigned to help out at the Asylum Tent, which is a safe haven for subculture folks. Many of our friends including Mo, Cecily, and Skot and Rachel of Leper hang out/worked at that tent so it was awesome.  We also camped behind the tent.  I am sooo thankful I brought my bike, "Meg", as she helped me get around the fest much faster.  Thus I was able to see and do more on my breaks.



I was exposed to so many bands but the three that stood out the most were Leper, Crossing, and Men As Trees Walking.  Yes, I know that is a strange mix, but then when has my taste as a gypsy gal not been strange?  
I also found us: a didgeridoo for Robby, a clay drum from India for me, plus a Celtic Wedding/Hand Fasting Tapestry (based off a drawing from the Book of Kells) for our wall, plus some assorted small items, all in the vendor tents!  ^_^

But I think my favorite part was the rain coming...  For one it cooled everything off; it had been stinking hot before and playing with my health.  Secondly, it meant I could do more.  Thirdly, it meant so many went mud bathing and mud sliding. LOL.  That was a blast.  I just wish I had time to do the mud sliding.  Maybe another time.

~ Morria