Cold Creek Blue Grass Concert

A couple of weeks ago, my parents christened their return home to the USA by taking our family to a blue grass concert. After a classic American meal of onion kissed burgers (with homemade cemita buns), potato salad, watermelon, candy chunks disguised as pineapple, and raspberry lemonade, we settled in under the stars at one of the most beautiful places on Earth. And pinch my cheeks, this giant playground is only a 20 minute jaunt from our front door.


In the outdoor Tanner Amphitheater, the five musicians known as Cold Creek were flanked by a sky scraping wall of red rocks. The breathtaking backdrop lent stark contrast to the barren stage set-up: only a single mic for each pickin' performer and their string instruments. When they started to play, it was love at first listen.

Sipping on ice-cold water and summer air, we drank for an an hour or two.

 

ms fish and the fam

daisy

andy

otto

Thanks mom and dad! And welcome home. To Zion.

All photos by Allen Hackworth.