[originally published 12/7/2015]
Lit only* by candles and fireplace in a warm cabin, live sing-alongs and poetry readings with Pete, Kay and Lynne were just about the best way to pass the night time as the wind howled outside. I met these Tucson Troubadours when we literally bumped into each other on the ski slopes; we soon became good friends for the next several months.
(*To tell the truth, sometimes the room lights had to be turned on to better enable photography …)
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