It sure is - I stopped my music for, brace yourself, 40 fricking years. But I'm singing again. My piano isn't dusty.
It sure is - I stopped my music for, brace yourself, 40 fricking years. But I'm singing again. My piano isn't dusty.
J…Jen…Jeni…Jenine... Proper names are poetry in the raw. (W.H. Auden) Poet, singer, seeker, hippie grandmother gleefully revealing herself