My mom always talks to me about having ‘Mom Instincts’ which is like when I get hurt she knows something’s wrong without me telling her. That got me to thinking maybe Dís had ‘Mom Instincts’ and thinking about that just makes me want to cry.

(holy shit, when do I develop these instincts, all I have is the SW-esque ‘i got a bad feeling about this’ and the ‘it’s quiet. TOO quiet’ instincts so far…)

Also – ARGRGHRBSFKSLGJKSFS no wonder she latched onto gloin’s kids so hard, when you put it like that. Ouuuuuch. 

ow.

Today I have done lots of recording with Shiny New Microphone, both fiddle and voice.

Upside: I am now a lovely SSSAA choir (hey there five-part harmony)! On the downside(s): OW. SO. OUT. OF PRACTICE. Also, wow Dets, your intonation shifting to and from 4th pos SUCKS SO MUCH. SO SO MUCH.

Ow. Hands no worky. Fingertips burning and squishy. Where did my calluses go? 

they have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow…