So there we were, all dressed up, watching people mill and meander up and down Main Street. The Randolph College Radio station DJ's played the Wedding Dance for us and we started dancing, right in the middle of the street! Crowds gathered. When the recording stopped, Nataraja started a killer rhythm and we started an improv set. It felt like we could have ridden that energy all night. We finished to a startling amount of applause. After three different sets (and what was with the cars that kept trying to come through? Thought the street was closed) we were exhausted, but energized at the same time.
The Blackwater Rollers roller derby team was zooming in and out of the crowd and the incredible Ember*Ellas were graceful beyond belief on their stilts, swirling their Isis-wings. As the sun went down, Nancy and Amy and Chris brought out their fire toys as did the Ellas (including a flaming hula hoop; WOW!!!) Some of LT whipped their veils to and fro to the drumming. And it seemed like the whole town was there.
It was one of those evenings that just *feels* special. And we were truly honored that Lynchburg Tribal got to be part of it.
Huzzah! to Lynch's Landing and keep up the good work!