It seems like yesterday that Steve and I were doing inventory on New Year's Eve at Artichoke Music and handing over the keys to life as we knew it.  I turn around to the first day of Summer waving at me from outside my window; winter in Wallowa is long past now and I ponder these last six months.  We follow the road into new territory and the adage from Eleanor Roosevelt to "do something scary every day" rings its mantra around our ears.  So much is happening, spinning our world along and bringing us to new vistas both inside and out.  Filling you in is long overdue...

Time took new shape when we walked out from behind that retail counter at Artichoke.  We catapulted into a new dimension, lifestyle and way of being.  You have been with us all along as we began to track new territory.  The greatest pleasure of being "Mom & Pop" in a shop like ours in a town like this lies in the little exchanges we got to have day-by-day in between the coming and goings through the Artichoke door. 

Your faces at our gigs now are a shiny homecoming every time we look up and find you there.  We miss you in new ways; you probably have no idea even cross our minds but you do.  We love running into you when we play, we enjoy finding you in the market aisles and on the boulevard when we're walking to or from our students at the music shop or near our home here in Portland.  You are our tribe.  We are glad and thankful for each of you in our lives.  We thank you for following our adventure with your hearts.  We feel your support in a thousand ways.  It's lovely to be with you inside the currency of community, music and life. 

There is much to tell.

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