After a long weekend of moving ALL our heaviest furniture and stuff (which is not much, compared to a lot of people), it's #guitarmonday again.
We're sore, we're aching, we're unpacking and organizing. Our new place has windows in every room, though, and faces East. The light is wonderful. There's a pond behind the house. When I take the dog out, I hear birds and cows.
I dig it.
Life's still disrupted, but it's time to go to Church. You know the one.
Since I don't have anything else for you at the moment ("Can't do nothin' for ya, son"), here's a photo of my nephew playing drums in the buff - he just turned four this weekend (photo posted with permission of my sister-in-law).