Random Sunday Photoblogging, or, What I Did on My Spring Vacation
First thing first: I just put up a new Kickstarter update (open to all). Just two weeks to go before we're done. New rewards and bonuses. Pretty
pictures! Master class! Come and play.
And now, vacation. It was only a short overnight, but as a reboot of the barely functioning (and that was charitable) brain, it worked most excellent well. We all headed to Bisbee for the Rachael Sage concert.
For me that meant work all day including feed-store run, feed horses, do the quick-change thing, and head off into the badlands in the evening. The concert was upstairs at Cafe Roka, which is one of the best restaurants in southern Arizona--I had a wonderful steak (having just missed the last portion of wild Alaska seafood, phoo), and felt rather like an Old-West gambler type, sitting at a rickety table in a vintage room while Rachael played to a sellout crowd. Lovely concert. One of the new songs is chills-down-your-spine good. The others aren't too bad, either. ;>
After the concert we adjourned to the Copper Queen, where I bunked in with my mom and her friend for the night. No ghosts stopped by; it was very quiet.
The next morning began with a Quest For Coffee, which in Bisbee is dead easy--just head over to Old Bisbee Roasters. Which for once had nothing on the shelf--all the stock was down at the Tucson Street Fair or on its way to Peddler's Alley. But the Copper Queen had its own house blend on tap, and we made do. We caught up with the guy in Peddler's Alley later, and I scored a couple of months' supply.
We ended up at the Inn at Castle Rock, vintage 1895--too late for breakfast but lunch was Just Fine. I had not known there is a spring. In the building. Right in the middle of the restaurant.
See?
It's nice to have an Artiste with you--she'll unstick the keys to the house piano while she waits.
And a bonus shot from the Quest for Coffee. The shop was not open yet, alas. But I like the photo. The glass is reflecting the wall of the canyon, and the mine.
That's Bisbee. You never know what you'll find around the corner. Or behind a door.
We ended our part of the tour with a late lunch at El Charro in Tucson--then back to reality for me, and on to the next gig for the band. And I found I sort of had a brain again. It was amazing.
pictures! Master class! Come and play.
And now, vacation. It was only a short overnight, but as a reboot of the barely functioning (and that was charitable) brain, it worked most excellent well. We all headed to Bisbee for the Rachael Sage concert.
For me that meant work all day including feed-store run, feed horses, do the quick-change thing, and head off into the badlands in the evening. The concert was upstairs at Cafe Roka, which is one of the best restaurants in southern Arizona--I had a wonderful steak (having just missed the last portion of wild Alaska seafood, phoo), and felt rather like an Old-West gambler type, sitting at a rickety table in a vintage room while Rachael played to a sellout crowd. Lovely concert. One of the new songs is chills-down-your-spine good. The others aren't too bad, either. ;>
After the concert we adjourned to the Copper Queen, where I bunked in with my mom and her friend for the night. No ghosts stopped by; it was very quiet.
The next morning began with a Quest For Coffee, which in Bisbee is dead easy--just head over to Old Bisbee Roasters. Which for once had nothing on the shelf--all the stock was down at the Tucson Street Fair or on its way to Peddler's Alley. But the Copper Queen had its own house blend on tap, and we made do. We caught up with the guy in Peddler's Alley later, and I scored a couple of months' supply.
We ended up at the Inn at Castle Rock, vintage 1895--too late for breakfast but lunch was Just Fine. I had not known there is a spring. In the building. Right in the middle of the restaurant.
See?
It's nice to have an Artiste with you--she'll unstick the keys to the house piano while she waits.
And a bonus shot from the Quest for Coffee. The shop was not open yet, alas. But I like the photo. The glass is reflecting the wall of the canyon, and the mine.
That's Bisbee. You never know what you'll find around the corner. Or behind a door.
We ended our part of the tour with a late lunch at El Charro in Tucson--then back to reality for me, and on to the next gig for the band. And I found I sort of had a brain again. It was amazing.
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