A couple of days ago I replaced my dreadnaught guitar I’ve had a whole three months with a smaller-bodied folk acoustic guitar. When I was growing up John Denver was big, then he was un-cool. I always liked him but did not seek him out. Now, I’m awaiting my love to come home and seeing a PBS special and his songs are bringing me to tears.
Fly Away, and others are played between pledge breaks. I remember his simple melodies and angelic voice, and lyrics of the place I can call home. As he talks about the mountains I know their beauty, the moon and the stars… and am lucky to be here, however briefly.

Out with the old (dreadnaught on the left) and in with the new (folk on the right). Maybe it’ll make me cook better, too! Julie and Julia comes out tomorrow and I may just go see it. Cheers, Dee