October 2020


  • October 29th, 2020. Rain rain rain.

    I Love the sound of the rain. I always have. I Love the feel of it. It’s an all over reminder that you’re covered in skin. A thorough reminder of the physicality of the world around you that also drapes things in mists, hiding the streets around you while muting light yet somehow heightening colour.…

  • October 22nd, 2020. Politics as usual.

    I hate politics, I truly do. Because I genuinely believe that you’ve got a bunch of people who have come to the conclusion that theirs is the only way forward and that the only way to insure that THEIR way forward is used is by staying in power and so therefore absolutely anything is legit…

  • October 21st, 2020. Art.

    My cat has nothing to do with this quote. But he is therapeutically fuzzy and that is never NOT important. The shame is if you get the calling to spread your wings and flyAnd you approach the cliff, but then you back awayAnd from then on you wonder what it would be like to soar…

  • October 17th, 2020. Can’t Wake Up.

    It’s like our time is looooping. Last Wednesday’s show was fantastic. And yet it feels like a distant memory. Toads make it feel like a different kinda day. Here are some beesties we nabbed after our last candlelight show on October 7th. That was only last week and yet it feels like FOREVER ago. I’m…

  • October 12th, 2020. All of this has happened before….

    Okay – THIS has never happened before. But I guess it sort of goes with the theme. Betwixt the Star Wars masks and running around Ellicott City in the aftermath of Harry Potter weekend (Muggle Month?) – there’s something valuable in these stories for all of us that all bear retelling, rewatching and rethinking. Just…

  • October 9th, 2020. Nightmares and Visions.

    No, in robland, your dreams chase you. When I have nightmares I often feel very real pain, or wake up with that lung-squeezing terror that is so very physical, or the feeling of things and people pulling on me, but usually the imagery is straight-forwardly violent. My dreams are often apocalyptic or worthy of a…

  • October 3rd, 2020. Thank you.

    Paul and Ashe matching and stunning and gettin’ nupped. Rowan and I had the honour of streaming the ceremony to friends and family… More in a bit – but this weekend I got to stream a wedding for a friend, a flatpicking contest AND play an amazing show in Frederick, MD. Alright – I’ve caught…

  • September 28th – 30th, 2020. Let’s go somewhere pretty.

    I’m not sure what I’m going to write about our quick runaway getaway. I think I’m a motion-oriented person and it was just good to cover ground, EVEN though that meant that we only went away for less than 60 hours and spent 11 hours or so of that driving. Outdoor showers, romantic roamings, wooly…

  • September 26th, 2020. Hush world.

    Shh. Today’s really quiet so far. Saturday mornings SHOULD have this period where no-one else is up to anything yet. The grey hath descended and halted all our neighbours’ early-morning yard work. The cicadas are no longer screaming. Traffic seems to have stopped and even the cat’s not complaining. I can hear distant crows and…