If you’ve never been to Forks Farm (between Orangeville and Stillwater) you should go sometime. There is good food to be had. Lots of other lovely locally made stuff. And almost always some enjoyable entertainment. Sometimes they let me play too. Once I was upstaged by a pig giving birth in the barn behind me. Every few minutes someone would yell out “there’s another one!” and my entire audience would disappear.

We sing about beans and corn. But mostly corn.

Most of the time I played solo, but why give you pictures of me solo when I can give you pictures with Anna and Zeke?

We sings about poles. Poles that are covered in creosote.

(Thanks to Leon Weber for the photos.)