Learning to love the story the picture wants to tell

Time for a new photo means one more chance to be kind to ourselves, or I was so much younger then, I'm older than that now.

A little instrumental expression, I've been immersed in book writing and publishing for a while and trying to remember how to play

When young blood is nearing forty...listening to Lily Allen on the train and the beach. Thinking about playing an open mic, and working up a song.

And stay tuned for Girl To Country: A Memoir podcast!

Some trifle. A period of adjustment — Britishisms

A classic Doc Marten monkey boot, I believe English policemen used to wear these

A US tour recap...

Mass Pike rest area memories, my daughter's wedding, gigs and old familiar places

(I can't remember where this photo is from!)

Trying it on...

A trip to Liberty, preparing for the role of Mother of the Bride.

This was a nice chance to use a Shams track, called Dressed To Kill.

Sense memory past and present...

Played a festival, went boating, finished a book, had a barbq—my first English summer.

Good things about growing old(er)

Summer in England: gardens, peaches and pulling the plug on Too Much early (too early?) and a poem about being here: A Yank In North Walsham

All the English summer stuff (bits n bobs?) and advice for my new memoir I didn't know I needed from Keith McNally. Plus a bit of a Pulp cover.

I was going to talk about summer in England, but Brian Wilson is gone, every fan has their own Beach Boys

On the rails...with my first episode in almost a year! Out playing gigs in Sweden and Germany; thinking about Jill Sobule (recorded a bit of one of my favorite songs of hers, felt like I could've written it myself), toughing it out and working on things.

Hope you're hanging in there - thanks for finding me here again.