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Postcards from Paradise #1

Postcards from Paradise

Every year in the fields
 behind my cottage
Stainsby Folk Festival Happens
It's  been going strong for over forty years,
sometimes the sun shines,
sometimes the wind blows,
sometimes it does nothing but rain.
It doesn't matter though
a peaceful community comes together.

It has become a family tradition, our grown kids and their friends 
camp in the garden
 it's a wonderful time of celebration.

All peace lovers Welcome!

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 Postcards from Paradise
Recuerda mi Corazon


rebecca said…
joy, the pure joy of it all!!! thank you sue for taking me along on something that has graced your life all these years!
the memories, music, family and friends.
you have opened up a storm gate of love and i have been uplifted!!!

perfect postcards from paradise....
thank you friend from making the world closer.
miss*R said…
this is brilliant! grass roots. that is what we all need to do.
it inspires me to go to our local folk festival!
I am a peace lover.. I have it tattoed on my arm. did you see?
Stephanie said…
What a perfectly wonderful postcard! Bringing your beautiful part of the world to us all!!
As a P.S. on your postcard, I want to write: Wish I were there!
Kimmie said…
... and in your back yard too .... how wonderful!
Sarah said…
What a lovely postcard! This looks like a great time for you and your friends and family.
Leslie said…
looks like a lovely day... love the children with the sparklers!
gemma said…
I'd be there with bells on.
Looks like a wonderful celebration.
deb did it said…
my heart has been hugged to be here with you.Thank you
Noelle Renee said…
Absolutely perfect. This reminds me of so many festivals that we have here in Santa Barbara, particularly seeing the families and the groups with their instruments. It looks like such a lovely time. We have something called the Live Oak Festival here where people camp out for several days as well. It too has been going on for years. These are such important traditions. Thank you for sharing these beautiful scenes with us.

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