Working on a new song at band practice (and discussing glockenspiel improvements).
Just three mismatched backyardlings, a cement armadillo, and their choir of cicadas, out to sing of wild goddesses and enjoy the summer.
The red-bearded fellow is me, Nash; playing guitar, writing songs, and so forth.
Singing harmonies is Melinda, who often plays violin or glockenspiel as well.
In the Royals hat is Mark, dusting out the rhythm on a cleverly crafted bucket kit.