Isobelle Gunn's Blog

Well, here we are on Day Four, and we just had our first morning “off” as Roy had to lead worship at his home church today…

Sweet Mike swept Leanna off on a ferry to a lovely little oasis, where he then promptly convinced her to hike up and down a mountain before the sun rose. (Oh, okay, yes, that statement is slightly hyperbolic. SLIGHTly.)

I convinced my husband to join me for a session of Deep-Water Aquafit at the YMCA down the road and around a few corners from the studio…wisely omitting the fact that one of those few corners was, umm, up a mountain of sorts as well. Gorgeous walk (it’s somewhat unseasonably warm here in Surrey at the moment, with temperatures in the 30s, tempered by the slight cool of the incomparable sea air…so, yeah, kinda perfect…), nice little workout and then a hefty, well-deserved breakie at Whitespot on the way back to the studio.

Then a phone call to both my folks (lovely to speak with you guys, mom and dad…I miss you!) and now our free time has drawn to a close.

One of the many wonderful aspects to working in a studio is that it affords us the opportunity to play around with all kinds of gorgeous instruments… For the particular song we’re working on right now (which shall remain titleless for the time being…dad, I said TITLEless, rein it in. Sigh.) Jer is playing a ninety-seven year old Washburn (a lovely parlour guitar from ye olde days) and is absolutely entranced. Check out the look on his face. (You tell me, ladies, should I stoop to being jealous of an inanimate object that’s really really old? We know Jer has an affinity for, er, things (people) that are seasoned…Oh wait, Jer is literally right now sitting in front of me, looking through me and comparing the aforementioned object to a fine wine or a tasty scotch.)

Sigh.

Jer and His Parlour Lady

Okay, I’ll not reveal any more of petty human emotions in this public forum and instead leave you with a few more pictures so you can picture where we’re working.

In the Studio

The Wee Kitchen!

The Sibs Listening Back...Ain't They Sweet?

Oh, and one picture of our Isaiah on a forklift just ’cause he’s so friggin’ cute! And we miss him. So much.

Make it Go, Make it Go!

Thanks for listening…as always, I’ll be in touch soon,

Lara