three years in, the woods sang back.
the third annual happened fri may 15 + sat may 16, 2026. what a weekend. three years in, the weather held, the woods sang back, and somehow it all worked. thank you — every one of you — for showing up and making it what it was.
the magic is hard to inventory, but a few things keep coming back: people stepping up onto each others' sets, unannounced and unrehearsed and somehow exactly right. Jiaqing (queen maab) leading the Richard set, with Klarka and Steve Haley joining her. Red Trillium playing two of the most beautiful songs of the whole weekend. there was so much more than that — it was special and perfect and we won't try to write it all down. if you were there, you felt it.
to the bands — Harris McSheffery, Weird Lines, Steve Haley, Steven Lambke, Kelly McMichael, A Horse Named Friday, Klarka Weinwurm, High Grader, Manderville, Red Trillium, queen maab, Caged Animals, Leeroy Stagger, Snake Noise, Jon McKiel and Drone Wasn't Built in a Day — for the music, the generosity, and for stepping up on each others' sets like it was the most natural thing in the world. it was.
- to Michelle, Sequoia, Juniper and Sepia — for letting our home become a festival again, for the food and the calm and the patience.
- to Bill — for building the stage, the lighting, the fire, the warm refreshments, and roadieing whatever needed moving. you held the bones of this thing up.
- to Ayden and Evan on sound, Gillianne and Kate on the door, Brian and Mike behind the cameras, Celeigh for the postering, Klarka for the beautiful poster, and Maryse for the childcare that made the whole thing possible. couldn't have done it without you.
- to everyone who came — camped in the field, sang along, stayed late, brought their friends, watched out for each other and each others' kids so we could all enjoy it. you made the woods feel like the right place to be.
one ask: if you were there and have thoughts — what worked, what could be smoother next time, things you wished we had — write to us. no obligation. just if the mood strikes.
always, and in everything: in memory of our friend Richard Laviolette.
