Oh, Come With Me to the Old Church Yard

I don't know how it happened, but somehow I was roped into playing a set of songs with Kyle for the Farm to Table tour this year.  I recall saying no, but perhaps I wasn't firm enough, because we found ourselves last Saturday playing and singing 6 songs to a group of about 50 people in a very old church in the middle of nowhere. 

This is Green Moss Church.  Not a lot of people even know it exists.  It was built in 1865, the year that the Civil War came to an end.  There are no regular services held here anymore, just an occasional wedding or funeral from time to time.  It stands unlocked 24 hours a day and anyone may visit as they wish.  It's a special place.  When we went out to practice last Friday evening I enjoyed quietly imagining what life was like back when the church was built; the people that worshiped here, the countryside, the church itself.  Why did they pick that particular spot?  I also marveled at how such a seemingly simple structure could stand so strong throughout the years.  

The interior was very primitive and worn.  There is an old non-working piano in the corner and turn of the century hymnals in the front pew.  It was explained to me that the bars across the top were erected for drapes to be hung over to partition off sections for Sunday school classes.

Evangeline enjoyed checking the place out too.  I think she's an old soul and appreciates aged and special places.

We brought out our instruments and did a run through.  If I could 100% rely on Evangeline to preform she would be wonderful.  She adores singing and is very good at it.  She knows most all of the words to our old-timey songs and hymns.  She got right up with Daddy and gave it her all.  She was disappointed when she found out she wasn't going to be part of the set.  (She spent the day with Grandma.)  Like I said, she's a loose cannon.  She would either do an amazing job or completely melt down.  

Since Kyle and I don't like performing in public we were totally nervous.  Kyle does an amazing job under the pressure, but I do not hide my nerves well.  It was mentally draining.

Here we are...somehow we pulled it off.