Wonderful summer's day in Umbria, 1798. Warm, hazy sun, lazy insects, wafts of olive wood, dry earth, lemons and linen. Arrived at the market with the usual dredging thirst for wine that presented itself at midday in tho…
woooshesand swooshsounds from beyond!
mean guitar:)<3<3<3 and fabulous spaceboinks!
Guitar work extraordinaire, as if I knew what that actually …
Quite a potent potion. Niiiiiice!