Margie and I took advantage of a bright 70-degree day today to immerse ourselves in a little mountain culture, driving up to Floyd for music at the Country Store. This is a weekend tradition, when some good local bands occupy the stage and patrons get to listen for free and eat some of the interesting cafe offerings.
Today we saw a four-piece Americana band which, though not ready for the Grand Ole Opry, was entertaining enough.
(Forgive the quality of the photos. I forgot my camera and had to use my semi-intelligent phone.)