Life in the Country

Hungarian demijohns (demizson) from my dad's collection.

Kamilla in a typical Hungarian wheel barrow. My dad and uncle pushed her for five miles to the cemetary and back and of course she loved it.

We are spending a couple of days in the Hungarian countryside. These two things inspired me to share the experience with my friends. The demijohns came up in conversation, not long ago, at Blue Ridge Music when Tom Nixon was explaining the word to me as part of a bluegrass song he was teaching me on the guitar. At that time I had no clue that they were the same things that I used to play with in my dad's cellar as a child.