To Williams Lake We Go...

Guitars are loaded, suitcases are packed, and road-trip albums have been selected.

Colin and I are ready for you, Williams Lake! I do hope if you are in the area you'll stop by for the show Saturday night. I'm looking forward to it!

In other musical news, I know a few folks who will be seeing the fella below this weekend. Dancing around with Dad to James Taylor 's songs playing in the garage is one of my favorite memories as a child.

Cause I'm a one-eyed seed of tumbled weed in the belly of the rolling stone.

I know you just love that line, Dad. As do I.

Happy Weekend. Enjoy!



Islands, Easter, and America...

It's been a while so I thought I would post a few photos of recent happenings here in my neck of the woods. Trips to Washington, hikes on Bowen Island, and Easter dinner parties with dear friends are but a few ways I've been spending my days as of late. Jess and I even managed to do something truly Canadian and got a day of curling in; I've a newfound respect the sport.

Though it's been over a year and half since I moved to Canada, I feel that the settling-in process has been a slow one. I'm a nester; I like deep roots and a settled house. The dinner party we had on Easter Sunday made me realize that I'm getting there. Slowly, but surely. A house full of dear friends, good food, and laughter sure does help to make a place feel more like home. Jessica, I think we're onto something. Such dinners need to happen more often. 

Colin (who I'll be heading to Williams Lake with for a show this weekend) has renewed my love for First Aid Kit. The version of the song below would make Paul Simon proud.

Happy Monday. Enjoy!




Happy Birthday, Mom...

Happy birthday to the woman who is my role-model, mentor, source of endless encouragement, and best friend; my mother. I hope you have a wonderful birthday, Mom. You deserve the absolute best!

I'm counting down the days until we can celebrate together next month(!!)

I don't say it enough, but thank you. I love you so much.



Happy St. Patrick's Day...

Nine years ago this summer I boarded a plane for the first time ever and landed on the western shores of the Emerald Isle. Jeff and I spent two weeks in Ireland, strolling around and taking in our fill of Irish ancestry. I'm reminded of that trip every St. Patrick's Day.  I know I'll go back. Sooner rather than later I hope.

Glen Hansard is one of my favorite Irishmen. He says it oh so well "Love, don't leave me waiting..."

Oh how he sings my heart. 

Happy St. Patrick's Day. Enjoy!


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Love, Happiness, and Texas...

I realize I'm far behind on posting pictures from last month's journey to The South. I've found that each time I go back home I try and squeeze in as much as possible. This trip was no exception. It's easy to get caught up in the whirlwind of people, places, and activities, but I've come to realize it's the little moments in life that matter most.

It's the silent spells in the car with Riccardo watching the open fields of Texas pass by as we drive south to Houston; it's sitting in the bustling house as Laina tests the limits and admiring my sister as she develops and finds her way through motherhood; it's smiling over dinner with my parents because even after 30 plus years of marriage their childlike laughter is as contagious as ever; it's seeing Mackaroo and Jillian dance like fools to the local band playing wedding hits at the house bar on Rainey Street in Austin; it's chatting with Taylor about big picture future goals as we roam the aisles of Whole Foods. It's in these moments that I feel at home. Surrounded by some of the people I love most. It's a long way to Texas, but it's worth every moment.

Jeff, we missed you on this trip. Soon, please :) 

Also, thanks to Jeff and the fellas at Live at Dave's for the video below.