Tag Archives: acoustic guitar

Welcome to Savannah!

Categories: Blog

Do you know anyone in Savannah? Please invite them to my patio concert Thu Oct 21 at 7pm. I am making plans to visit more often and this is a celebration of music and friendship, hosted by guest musician Jonita Aadland outdoors in a beautiful setting. Info at murielanderson.com Savannah Courtyard Concert Oct 21, 7pm

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Free follow-up lesson added

Categories: Free Lessons

I am looking forward to working with you at next week’s Sunday Oct 3rd workshop, “Finding Your Own Voice on the Guitar.” I have some cool info to share, and just added a free follow-up session for attenders, which will be 3 weeks after the session. Hosted by my old alma mater, the Old Town […]

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Day 61 Passing Block

Categories: First Mate's Log 2021

We left Cuttyhunk at 7:30 am on a brisk sailing breeze towards Block Island. We were making good time until 6 miles east of Block Island, and as we rounded the back of the island at 2:30 pm we found that we were suddenly against the wind, against the tide and against the waves. We […]

Daves-Catamaran

Day 60 Gale Begins

Categories: First Mate's Log 2021

Please join me for Monday Live 7pm EDT on my FB and YouTube channels! Here’s an update from my first mate’s log. While on shore yesterday we made the acquaintance of Dave, an extreme-surfer who invited us for dinner in his catamaran. We were enthralled by his stories of surfing in hurricane Katrina’s 30 foot […]

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Day 59 Little Lady in Menemsha

Categories: First Mate's Log 2021

Yesterday we saw some of the most picturesque of villages, the fishing huts lining the docks in Menemsha. This is the same village that appears in the opening scene of Jaws. The poison ivy growing up the sides of neglected fishing huts don’t take away from the painting-like charm of the community, still actively unloading […]

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Day 58 Mystery of Weepecket

Categories: First Mate's Log 2021

We stopped at Weepecket Island. Bryan anchored off shore and rowed in as I swam to shore, taking advantage of the warm day and finally a chance for real exercise. When I got to shore we saw many dead seagulls in the beach, and the juvenile ones walking around looked sickly. I remembered last year […]