The Obvious Secret

Notes from Janey . . . When Tupelo’s father was transferred into the hospice, we were told it wouldn’t be long before he’d pass on. We turned toward Texas at 1:00 in the morning after a performance in Arizona to get to his bedside as quickly as we could. The following...

Our Golden Touch

Notes from Janey . . . The other day, Tupelo and I had an errand to do at a local print shop. I sat down and loved on the resident golden retriever while we waited for the quick job to be done. All kinds of sayings covered the walls – mottos – creeds – posters –...

Small Talk

notes from Janey . . . Tupelo and I meet a lot of people. On the nights we perform, we see new faces, shake new hands, talk to new people. Incredible possibilities to meet interesting people, but instead, small talk dominates these evenings because there is just not...