That's Lake Superior in winter. Just a rare, sheltered corner. She's a wild lake, really a freshwater sea. Those who know her respect her power.
It's a quiet, Sunday night show in the little village of Rockport. My hosts are very kind. We drink red wine, have dessert. I play the blues. A nice sounding room, so I perform without mics. The night starts and ends early, so I'm off to the wrapper before I know it.