Tuesday I had an amazing evening. An intimate concert in my school director's back yard. I went imagining I'd just be there for half and hour or so. I stayed, absorbed by the music for two hours. Brooks Williams, a well known (to some) acoustic guitar player, was here and he played a session for us. I love how music has the ability to transport you to another place. His blues and bluegrass (complete with steel guitar) made me homesick. Lovely and magical.
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