Welcome to my woodfire,this virtual hearth, with the magic humming and the tea brewing and the books spilling over. That music in the background, that's my Honey playing his guitar, or it could be Addie Bell, my little mountain dulcimer or the rain on a tin roof, or the windriver singing way up high. Here in the hills, there's music everywhere you give a listen. So, sit a spell and lets listen together.
Saturday, February 13, 2010
A day with the Tribe
I didn't know I had a Tribe. And then one day I knew.
It's funny the things that happen while you're busy wishing.
1 comment:
you have wanted one so badly; I am glad you realized you were a part of one.
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