Not a bad Saturday.

Took my guitar, my camera, along with the gear. Took some autoportraits with a tripod and a timer. I decided to scout the area a bit, see if there are any quiet and unassuming places around, as to not disturb anyone and not to be disturbed. Paid the mosquito tax, though.

Cementing the decision of owning an electric one day just to find yet another, more secluded spot, and let it rip. The string buzz on this Enya is not too pleasant, but I’m also not too good of a player, so it balances out. One day I’ll own an electric with a portable amp and would just make some overdriven noise in the woods.

Felt good.