Month: September 2015

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I gotta practice, but first…

Right now I ought to be practicing.  At least that’s what I’m thinking most of the time that I’m doing something else.  That’s the life and curse of being a musician.  Practicing is always hanging in the background, like that angel/devil hanging on your shoulders; only they’re both telling me to practice.  Ever since I...

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More confessions of a lazy (and distracted) gardener

I was in London, England, having a wonderful time visiting my daughter for eight days, got back on Saturday.  Since then, I have looked at the Tranquil Garden, walked through it, took note of a few chores to do, watered my planters, which were in dire need; but not much else has  been accomplished. I...