Saturday, January 14, 2017
Thursday, January 12, 2017
One of the first blues songs I ever learned to play.
|The curse of Helena's micro-climates. I was having coffee downtown in the Gulch and it was snowing like crazy with big wet flakes. I hurried down to the tracks for some snow shots and the sun started coming out. Looking back south I could see the remnants of the snow squall beginning to break up! BTW, the train is a Pasco/Laurel.|