Day two

    Just a personal note: played hammered dulcimer much of the day. Guitar class in the evening. I felt like myself today . . . whoever that is . . . I play some more with this tomorrow. And tomorrow I may have something to say . . .

Seeking

    Doing this on the wing . . . a scramble to think of a title for these musings . . . Hello I am here. Where is "here"? Is it where you are now, the physical location? Is it where you are in the space/time continuum? A life stretches time; time as memory. What of the future?

    I started this to record a forthcoming visit to England to attend my niece's wedding . . . and see old friends and do some bell-ringing.