Though the night was still at hand, the Goldsmith woke before mornings welcome. For a moment he had to find his bearings, and set his feet on the floor of the small cottage. He felt the fatigue of the former day reminding him of why he came. As if to reassure himself, he reached into his pocket and pulled out his long cherished gem his Grandfather had lovingly passed down to him. He felt it in...

As the Goldsmith walked towards the quiet town, the sun was setting. Two passerby's looked the newcomer over. "That's the one I was talking to you about," one said to the other. They both looked at him as one spoke directly to the Goldsmith passing by. "There ain't nothin in that mine, mister. You may as well go back to that fancy city you came from. Nothin at all," was all he said. The...

It was an ordinary day, much like the day before, and the day before that. Not much seemed to take place in the sleepy little town, nestled in beside the mountain terrain. Children played outdoors, in old clothes or hand me downs. The streets were not paved and the sound of a near by train could be heard echoing in the valleys that merged into the green covered mountains. Not much was expected...

Good beautiful day to you! I hope you are able to enjoy some of the beauty that grows into the sun! I have had some great moments recently. I was asked to play for an event. I pulled out my guitar and packed a small sound system. I could have set up the piano as well, but we decided to keep it simple. I have several new songs on guitar, and so I was curious to see how the audience would respond....

I was reading David Banta's post, how he started out at a wonderful music school, there in the New York area, where he could amerce his musical talents with knowledge. I was thinking "Wow" how wonderful that would be, to start your musical journey "fully loaded". I think of my own life, I grew up in a small town, actually it was just being developed. My parents wanted to help the First Nations...