Country Party

Sometimes it happens, that this happens, which you did not expect to happen.
That's happenstance.
We went for "just a little drive in the countryside."
It was a beautiful day. Early Fall, or Late Summer. One just did not know which.
I did not matter.. it was just a beautiful day.
So we drove into remote Valleys which we had not previously visited.
An isolated farm here, an abandoned sawmill over there.
The brook still bubbling away.
Late blooming flowers on the side of the road.
A Goshawk on the look-out for a careless mouse.
Just driving slowly, with the windows open.
Over there, a cluster of buildings.
There are two farms, several sheds, a small Pub.
People dancing, singing and playing "good old folk-music."
A horn player, old enough to know better, but swinging good ol' country tunes.
An accordion, accompanied by a bass-guitar and a guitar.
Every one of them an amazingly good musician.
You could order from a "wide ranging" menu:
Fried chicken or Wiener Schnitzel. Potato Salad.
Bier, or Bier or good spring water.
A great time was had by all: