This week: four gigs in one day. This is good in terms of time on-site, bonuses, beloved wide open spaces, and relaxation. Wait. This is work. No one is supposed to relax at work. But I relax on the way to/from these gigs. Perhaps the magpies will want to say, "Hey!" or the real cowboys will be doing their thing in the middle of nowhere. Sometimes, we just see critters off yonder or I get ideas for future landscape paintings. It's all good.
Bach is not noise, Madam. (Robert, in Two's Company)