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Ashokan Farewell

John writes:

My own arrangement, played on a (really bad) C-scale travel banjo. It’s in open-G tuning, but tuned up to a B or a C (can’t remember which).

All made possible by the teaching of the wonderful Patrick Costello.

There is a lot of good stuff on John’s channel including this gem:

The Bully Blue Heron is Alive and Well

Anybody who read my book, Four Seasons on Brick Kiln Road will be familiar with the bully blue heron. A blue heron that hangs out around the docks on Brick Kiln Road and harasses the local fisherman.

The Bully Blue Heron

When I first came home to Crisfield I spotted my old friend the heron while taking a drive with Dear Old Dad. After that, poof, it was gone. I would take a ride down Brick Kiln Road whenever I got the chance, but there was no sign of that honking huge shorebird.

That is, until today. I was running a few errands in town and on the way home decided to take a drive down Brick Kiln. Much to my surprise, the big bird was standing in the gully on the salt marsh side of the road. I didn’t have a camera with me. My Nikon is no longer dependable and my cell phone is on the fritz. I stopped the car, rolled down the windows and shouted, “Hello!” to the blue heron. It swung its head to look at me, stretched leisurely and let out a long coaking call before it spread its wings and flew across the hood of my car. I capped my hands and jumped up and down in my seat like a little kid, but who can blame me?

Anyway, it was good to see that big old bully blue heron. I will have to start walking down Brick Kiln Road once or twice a day again!