Listening: Slaid Cleaves, Wishbones (2004). Specifically, "Horses Quick as Dreams", because I cannot resist a ballad.
No pix right now, but I spent lunch working on the bodice pieces to 9880. Alternated with emailing a high-school friend back and forth about the book-deal-grubbing hipster blog My Husband's Stupid Record Collection. I don't want to rehash that, though, so on to 9880.