Little fish.
Gray's regional boss & her lovely family, at Tideline; marron and food around the fire.
I played mostly my own songs.
I played mostly my own songs.
posted by Polysemous at 6:32 PM
Saturday, March 20, 2010
About Me
- Name: Polysemous
Sometimes a neighbour's look, a post-card, a telephone call] will carry you up the shore of another life] and leave you gaping amazed at sudden jungle] a world away from the dolorous desk.] Castaway by Margaret Scott
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- Dinner & Music Night.
- Farewell to the milkmaid.
- Sour Cherries.
- Five tin whistlers at the table.
- Not a squeak.
- Dust on my guitar...
- Soft fingertips.
- Welcome to the Beggar's Opera.
- Sister Act.
- What a Feis.
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