to get lost

This song was almost completed, with guitar, vocal, and banjo done. I was playing along and planning to add autoharp when I hit a chord that wasn’t in the song (Emaj7, if you were curious). I really liked it, much more than the chord I had in its place, so I recorded the song all over again. Even pretended to play a mandolin solo. Also, the vocals coming in right away was an accident the first time, but I liked it. It’s interesting how many times a mistake turns into something that works well. That’s my excuse for never practicing, anyway.

This song was definitely inspired by our visit to the Watson Farm in Rhode Island; my brother works there, and his fiancee’s family has been running it for 30ish years. (I know I mentioned this in the “thoughts on monuments” entry.) We had dinner in a farmhouse that is over 200 years old. I know there are places much older, but I’ve never been to one that is a home.