There she is....

See her, snuggled under the baby seat? My baby hasn't gone under the plane in a long time and she only does it now because she sacrifices the seat on the plane for her much older sister. Bringing my 1949 Martin parlor guitar out of storage and back to Chicago with me. I have missed her.

Sad farewells this morning (but I kept the house key....which is secret musician language for 'I am keeping it because I know you love me and would welcome me back to your house any time...even unexpectedly'). I think I have 5 sets of house keys in my bag....I have a wide and beautiful family.

Xxm