Ashokan Farewell, Performed by Zoë Moffat

One year late is better than never.

The wind howled through the hollows of the building and the murmur of conversation mixed with the clink of dishes in the dining room, and I remember it all like it was yesterday.

The haunting beginning of Ashokan Farewell pulls me through time to that windy night in early January 2012—in a living room near Lost Lagoon—when my friend Zoë Moffat shared some of her fiddle magic.