A snowy, sleeting December day. Boredom sets in, the old (now rarely played, obviously) guitar calls, and lyrics start to rumble around in my addled brain. Well, maybe a brief diversion, at least for myself anyway.
A Merry COVID Christmas
A snowy, sleeting December day. Boredom sets in, the old (now rarely played, obviously) guitar calls, and lyrics start to rumble around in my addled
December 19, 2020
