Beautiful song Chris. Hearing your reference to Père-Blancs brought back some happy childhood memories. One of my dad's coworkers lived on Père-Blancs. We used to go to his place to watch NHL Sunday afternoon games broadcasted on NBC through Eastview Cablevision. Thanks for reminding me of this wonderful time.
Thanks Steve! And so cool you picked up on the Père-Blancs detail. I love that it brought back those Eastview memories for you. The guy in the muscle car was there on that street. I haven't been back to see if the car is still there but suspect it's gone.
I just got back from a walk to Père-Blancs. Unfortunately I couldn't recall what my dad's friend's place looked like. Can confirm there were no muscle cars.
So peaceful. This is a “ghostly” song with a flavour of Neil sprinkled in. Speaking of flavour…your story of growing something describes what everyone seemed to be looking for. More nature, more life, more reality.
So true! I enjoyed reflecting on that experience and dug much more into this little story than I expected. The quiet and empty streets was so strange and peaceful. We were certainly all searching through that time. I almost seems hard to comprehend now.
Beautiful song Chris. Hearing your reference to Père-Blancs brought back some happy childhood memories. One of my dad's coworkers lived on Père-Blancs. We used to go to his place to watch NHL Sunday afternoon games broadcasted on NBC through Eastview Cablevision. Thanks for reminding me of this wonderful time.
Thanks Steve! And so cool you picked up on the Père-Blancs detail. I love that it brought back those Eastview memories for you. The guy in the muscle car was there on that street. I haven't been back to see if the car is still there but suspect it's gone.
I just got back from a walk to Père-Blancs. Unfortunately I couldn't recall what my dad's friend's place looked like. Can confirm there were no muscle cars.
So peaceful. This is a “ghostly” song with a flavour of Neil sprinkled in. Speaking of flavour…your story of growing something describes what everyone seemed to be looking for. More nature, more life, more reality.
So true! I enjoyed reflecting on that experience and dug much more into this little story than I expected. The quiet and empty streets was so strange and peaceful. We were certainly all searching through that time. I almost seems hard to comprehend now.