I had a hoot there. My two week April tour through NY, PA, VA, and W. VA was filled with great moments, sights, tunes and friends. Finally, a great big hello to the fine folks in Pensacola, FL and the wonderful Radio Live series put on by WUWF Public Radio. I know it was worth every light year. And the bitter cold and winds I thought I had left behind in nearby Chicago have swept across Lake Michigan and sealed us in like the a scene in the film Doctor Zivago.
Huge icicles hang from the rooftops covering windows and blocking doors.
It's a beautiful white mess. I'm off the road for a while and can sit indoors, play guitar, write songs and plan ahead to the warmer touring dates ahead. Of course, I'll be heading up to Minnesota at the end of January and riding the Folk Train across Canada in February to the annual Folk Alliance folkie gathering in Vancouver. So, no sun tan this winter for this beachcomber. These moments of home, hearth and contemplation lead me to give thanks to the wonderful gifts of this past year.