One last post while I’m trying to wrangle things together for the trip. You didn’t think I could leave without sharing some photos of the new guitar, did you? Since there’s no way to smell the guitar through the internet, you aren’t getting the full experience. It’s the most amazing scent.
Mmm, Martin-y.
The finches have gone off to stay with the Mermaid Princess while we’re away. It was strange to wake up this morning and have no birds to greet; I’ve had to sing their squeaky songs for them, so we won’t forget.
Right, have to pack the camera and the guitar. . . anything else?
I’m glad you treated yourself with the guitar, Anna! I used to love when you’d come over and play “Blackbird” for me on Sarah’s guitar…and “Calico Skies” too, wasn’t it? Or am I thinking of a different McCartney-influenced lass who lived in Trow?
Anyway, not to sound like a broken record, but I hope you have a nice week away.
Clothes, don’t forget clothes. Have a wonderful holiday!