Monday, January 21, 2008

Grandpa bought an old banjo. He wants me to learn how to chord it so we can perform for the elders at Hill Top Home of Comfort. He'd play harmonica. I'm not so sure I'm up to the task, but I'll try.

My brain has really been spinning this weekend. Next summer could be a fruitful one, literally. I plan to pick several dozen gallons of buffalo berries, juneberries, chokecherries, and wild plums, and make jam to give as gifts and sell on tour. I'll even make a fancy label.

When to tour again is the question, though. If Shawn can find a driver, perhaps a week in March, a few weeks in July, and a couple months next winter. That'd be ideal.

Time is on my side.

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