We were a simple folk

My mom and I got on to the subject of my sister and me playing in the yard as little kids.

Mom: What on earth were you two doing when you gathered up the cut grass?
me: That was our harvest. We were an agrarian society.
Mom: At six and four years old...I believe it. I always thought you were making nests. You took it down to the ditch and arranged it so neatly.
me: That was our city, and we were storing food for the winter. We had to sing as we gathered it. It was a sort of harvest festival.
Mom: I could hear you singing!
me: We were a simple folk.
Mom: You were a weird folk.

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I wish they'd play in MY living room (a.k.a. video: Wrens unplugged)

Gotta love Jerry rockin' the Cap'n Crunch box. And Kevin playing all backasswards as usual.

I know that's how all left-handed people play right-handed guitars. I just think it's cute.

(Bear in mind that I think it's almost unbearably cute when Kevin flings himself about like a person who's Not Right in the Head, so I am not the one you need to go to for unbiased commentary.)