I write songs about home, horses, heartbreak, weird hope, wild hearts, and the little moments that somehow end up meaning everything.

Most start as something I noticed.
Then they sit in my notebook for a while.
Then one day they decide they’d rather be sung.

So here they are.

After that, the next section should be either:

Caffeinated Squirrels

Sometimes life gets a little ridiculous.

When that happens, I imagine a group of squirrels sitting around with coffee trying to make sense of humanity.

This song is a small report from the Squirrel Council.

Some stories want to be told.
Some stories want to be sung.

— Sue