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My car packed to head out on Winter
Vacation
2020.
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My road trip, shotgun passenger was my cooler.
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The view out the Cozy Little Red Cottage's front
window.
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If it's your first meal of the day, but it's early afternoon,
is it still "breakfast?"
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The first fire pit of Winter
Vacation
2020, Tuesday night of Christmas
week.
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The afternoon after
Christmas,
Saturday, heading into my last night there, the night of
fire pit number two.
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My second fire pit of Winter
Vacation
2020, and my first ever fire pit in the snow.
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It was 15° out, but I was feeling pretty toasty.
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With all my fire wood spent, there was way more room
in my trunk to pack things for the drive home.
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During Winter
Vacation
2020, the Cozy Little Red Cottage became the "Cozy Little
Red Music Cottage."
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More of the "Cozy Little Red Music Cottage."
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Working on "Chilled October Morning" against the
newly programmed drum part in GarageBand.
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Jamming on the freshly created "Winter vacation Rocker."
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I'm not sure if I was working on "Winter Vacation
Ballad" (now "Utopia's Dystopia"),
or "Cozy Cottage Jazz." Since I'm wearing one of
my Steely Dan
t-shirts, I vote for the latter, especially since I want
to believe it's at least remotely reminiscent of them.
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Pulled out the Viola bass to at least play around with a
bass line against a demo recording of the "Winter
Vacation Rocker" chorded bass rhythm chords.
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Axe hygienes: wipe 'er down. Keep the human oils off the
strings, the neck, the instrument in general.
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Writing down chords, and likely chord spellings, and
probably for the same piano song as above, since I'm still
in the Steely Dan t-shirt.
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Tear down at the end of Winter
Vacation
2020, just as if it were the end of a gig.
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Because of the snow, I wasn't always sure if I was
on an actual trail at Boone Hollow.
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But this wide swath was pretty easy to distinguish, even
with the snow.
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I have absolutely no idea what this apparatus is. It looks
like some sort of pump, but for what? Water? Oil?
Natural gas?
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Wednesday of Christmas
week it was unseasonably warm, so I left my overcoat in the
car when I hiked Canal Lands Park.
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These gords, or whatever they are, seemed to be strategically
placed in various spots all over the park. They clearly were
set in the spots. Note the one in the background in the
far-right photo. I have no clue what this was about.
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It was a White
Christmas.
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With a big
Christmas
tree, right out the front door.
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But I brought my own little
Christmas
tree.
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And for the first time in several decades, I decorated a
Christmas
tree, because if I was going to spend
Christmas
in isolation, without the companionship of my loved ones,
I was going to do something to make my own damned
Christmas!
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The house tree that awaited me when I arrived.
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I'm bias I know, but, I like mine better!
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Christmas
Eve dinner, turkey with stuffing and mashed potatoes,
courtesy of Bob Evans,
and in the company of one of my
Christmas
traditions: a viewing of
Love Actually.
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Christmas
dinner, with me as the cook. Grilled chicken, a baked potato,
and steamed veggies. And, my favorite
Christmas
movie,
Scrooged
-- also one my favorite movies, just in general.
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