A romp through the woods of the Kettle Moraine Forest, southern unit. Ottawa trails in Eagle, WI.
The ripple effect of seeing Phil Keaggy live.
In the Texas Hill Country just outside of Mason Texas on highway 29, on the grounds of Art Methodist church. It never gets old discovering gems like this when on the road.
Saturday afternoon in Austin, Texas. Along SOCO (S. Congress Ave) food trailers & bazaar.
Before I was introduced to the music of Paul Finley, I would have told you that lyrics are the most important part of a song. Now I say that lyrics sometimes aren’t necessary at all—especially if the person behind the guitar is Paul Finley. Paul can spin a yarn without speaking one single word. He paints the most vivid pictures through each strum…every rhythm…every note. If you close your eyes when you listen, you will be certain you’re listening to band of guitars instead of only one. When Paul Finley plays for you, you don’t miss words. They simply aren’t needed.
Dana Wright of the Agape Sessions
Welcome to Wisconsin! A winter snapshot of life in this beautiful state. Bundle up!