Crossing the Mere
Somebody crossing something, but whatever it is it probably isn’t a mirror. But it could be. I think some ducks might have gotten into it, how’d that happen?
Somebody crossing something, but whatever it is it probably isn’t a mirror. But it could be. I think some ducks might have gotten into it, how’d that happen?
For lack of a better name.
A jig without a reason.
A reel in D about the flock of ducks living their best ducky lives at Greenlake Park. Works nicely as a waddling half time tune.