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Letter from Karin

Hello everyone,

  Before the laundry, before unpacking, before giving the dog her much needed 
bath, before I plunge into the salty wave of the mundane that is the stuff of 
life, I want to first pause and say thank you to all of you who came out to 
support us on the west coast.  Many of you came bearing gifts - flowers, 
photographs, sweets, and REAL Hawaiian coffee (thank you Michelle!- you also 
win the prize for traveling the most miles!).  Thank you all for your 
generosity.  

  When we get out on the road, we say, "It's good to be out on the road 
again."  And when we get home, we collapse into a heap and say, "It's good to 
be home again."  Some things never change.

   It is important to be grateful in all things.

   So, this leaves me wishing I could show you some memories that play over 
in my mind.  The beaches on Highway One - hairpin turns, ice plant, and the 
one, not-so-obvious coyote that allowed itself to be seen standing above us 
on a rock-strewn precipice. He was a good omen.  I guess we need one of those 
fancy digital cameras.  Some day....

   We stopped a few times for this ocean view and that huge, huge Redwood 
(one of many) that Jack just felt compelled to hug.  Really.  He bought a 
Basic Guide to Trees along with a "special tool"  which called for various 
stops to gather "samples" and "specimens."


Oh, and a heart-shaped stone - a souvenir for Hazel.

   Along the way, we discovered that there were many towns in California we 
have yet to play.  Eureka, San Jose (where I was born), Santa Barbara, 
Sonoma....  I hope we can get to some of these towns some day.  It is a 
mighty big state, after all.

   It seems we will always need to plan some extra time for San Francisco.  
We have so many excuses to stay - all of them friends and family. This trip, 
I was able to spend some precious one-on-one time with my sister Rose, and 
also my dear friend Carol-Margaret -  by whom I am blessed with so much 
inspiration.  Linford took the BART to spend the afternoon with his sister 
Frances, her husband Chris and the new-ish nephew, Luke.  We celebrated with 
dinner that night at the Grand Cafe, Hotel Monaco, courtesy of our 
brother-in-law, Pat.  Hats off to Pat. And yet there were many family members 
we didn't get to see due to time constraints.  But that's the nature of 
touring.  And it's our job. 

   It takes any number of small miracles to put together/pull off a tour of 
any length.  Special thanks to Ali Giampino (Billions) who is the queen of 
booking agents and to our manager Blair Woods for flying across the gol-darn 
country to drive our rental from LA to Seattle to meet us - the rental 
company wouldn't do one-way.  Much thanks to both of them.

   We have done most of the spring shows without a crew.  Thanks to the local 
dudes at each of the venues and volunteers who helped us in any way. And 
thanks to those of you who volunteered to look after our merch.

   I am looking forward to this late Spring at home.  I need to dig in the 
dirt and pull some weeds, shore up my rose vines and tend to the jungle that 
is our back yard.  And my favorite part of what we do, writing and recording, 
will be the focus for much of the coming season.  We'll see you all again 
soon.
   
   Until then,
            Karin,    for Over the Rhine...
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