I've been feeling pretty lonely for the songs I sang with my mother. I don't know anybody around here who like to sing our kind of music. So I decided I'll just sing some of our songs during my day to day (like I do anyway, but I'll film myself), and stick the videos up here as a way of sharing. I guess my beautiful Mama probably taught me the first version of this song; I've changed it since she died, to reflect the way I feel about losing her. And here I am picking the red currants I used to pick with her. A lot of jobs feel lonely, now, but she's with my in spirit and in song. I guess all my songs are the medicine bag she gave me so that I'd make it without her, one day.