We played last night in Manhattan, hopefully our last outdoor show for the season. Fansler, the mandolin player said he had frost on his mandolin. I think he may have been exagerrating just a little...but my hands and fingers were cold by the end of the evening. We could see our breath when we finished.Gene just borrowed an electronic keyboard from Dale, and I'm already impressed by how much he can play! He never ceases to surprise me. Gene has been composing lyrics lately and wants to figure out the melodies for them.
All is well here, it's feeling like autumn and it's beautiful. May have to put a blanket on the bed soon...Take care everyone!
Joan
