That’s the sign that hangs outside of the little laundromat at a nearby campground where we do our washing.
I like the way it’s worded. States the potential violation-defines it-and describes the punishment.
Confinement!
A few shots of the protected species.
A few images (overdue) from the new location.
It really is deep in the woods.
Huey digs the scene, man
The End Of The Road
Actually, “Me And Old Crazy Bill” is a song that Bill Dees and Wes Helm wrote back in the 70s. Loretta Lynn cut it. So did Dinah Shore.
This is a photo from a sort of house concert a few weeks back…
photo by Jeanie Boultinghouse
Bill and I have been working on a duo thing. It’s really Bill doing his shtick and me accompanying. A few years ago, we did a number of shows together as a duo. At that time, I was using an Alvarez acoustic/electric because, Bill plays a gut string and it seemed like the obvious choice.
When we started getting together this time around, for some reason, I decided to try the Tele instead. Clean sound; no effects, not even reverb. Funny thing is; I find that the blend between the instruments is far better and easier to dial in. Also, I am constantly finding new options to color things-different inversions that didn’t work so well with the acoustic and tonal variations every time we get together.
Go figure,
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