When I used to attend NSAI (Nashville Song Writers Association International) meetings, one of the things that was emphasized was that a key ingredient of a good song is prosody. The melody and lyrics of your song mesh wonderfully Trev.  Well done!     

That's a keeper Jim . I especially like the lines  "She's just like Prince Edward Island with its tide that ebbs and flows". and "Like the rain that's gone from yesterday am I just another memory".   I'm always drawn to songs that use nature as a metaphor for human emotions.     

We seem to be polar opposites. I rarely strum when playing in Nashville tuning other than occasionally accenting certain notes. Like you,  I experimented with different styles but found  I like the sound of metal finger picks on the strings and the sound of the bass runs that are an octave above my other guitars.

I've occasionally been asked to play at openings of new shows at a local art gallery. No vocals, just providing some back round "ambience" while patrons are sipping wine and ogling the art work.    I usually finger pick 12-15 songs, take a break and then play the same songs on my Nashville tuned guitar. The sound is so different that no seems to notice  I'm repeating the same set.  (or my finger picking  is so bad the songs don't sound the same).

DE                                                                         .

Jim, I'd be honored if you told the story to your students. I've always been fascinated with the Civil War and currently have about 65 books about the conflict in my collection. I've visited and walked around the Saltville battlefield where Pvt. George Willis fought in 1864.  Back in the summer of 2011, Zurf hosted a Chordie get-together/jam on the Shenandoah River in VA.  Those that attended had a great time getting acquainted, playing music and floating the river. It was the 150th anniversary of the Civil War, and I had an idea about writing songs to make a Civil War CD.  I had already visited Gettysburg and Antietam years ago, so I spent one day while everyone else was floating the river and drove to visit the battlefields at Fredericksburg, Spotsylvania, and the Wilderness.  I only ended up writing 4 songs (VA Snow came much later) so I gave up on the project.

One evening I was playing my songs at a campfire after spending a day paddling with a local canoe club. I was approached by a lady that said she was a school teacher that taught 8th grade in a country school a couple counties away.  They were in the midst of studying the Civil War and felt some of the students were finding it boring. She had a theory that since most kids at that age like music, it might get their attention if I would be willing to come to her school, talk about the war and play my songs. I agreed, but was a little apprehensive as my memories of the 8th grade was the bluster of smart-aleck boys and giggling girls passing notes to each other. I took several books with pictures to pass around, asked them a lot of questions about their knowledge of the war, answered a ton of questions, played my songs (plus a few other Civil War songs I know) and had an absolutely enjoyable day. I performed for three classes that day and for the next several years the school invited me back (paid me 50 bucks for expenses and fed me each time, although I would have done it for free). A couple years ago the lady retired and sadly I haven't received any calls since.