Evan lies on his back one fine afternoon watching clouds.

I had envisioned the title referring to a suicide; however I suppose it could be anything attempted without success. In case you've not sussed it out yet, our friend Elle is not a happy camper. Some day I'll get around to noting all of the…

Evan tries his hand at horseback riding. The steed gets away from him at one point and runs until it is exhausted.

Here is Evan yet again at the business of relaxation, this time in a forested setting.

Evan lies on his back one fine afternoon watching clouds.

Wrote this after seeing a fox in the Elkesley forests the other day.

A view on ghosts. Used my tenor recorder, guitars, and bass. Bizarre how once song writing starts, it seems to write itself. Hope you like.

sometimes love can get awkward.

written by Barry Gibb.

A hidden meaning...possibly?