From the land of eclipse and snow - The Birth of Black Rover
The day of the eclipse in Spring of 2024, as weird shadows latticed the forest and the birds went silent, Black Rover was born. Darcy and Mel had arrived a few days before and were comfortably ensconced in our AirBnb studio. I had gone to the park to see the eclipse but had decided to go home and watch it there. Ran into Darcy and Mel, chatted about the eclipse and they revealed they didn't have eclipse glasses. I did, because I was a Boy Scout and I'm always prepared, so I offered mine to them and we set off to check out this eclipse thing. Walking around my property we were chatting, getting to know each other, enjoying the day, when Darcy mentioned that she was a musician. A guitarist. I said, somewhat hesitantly because I was leery of getting into a new musical project, "Well, I play the bass." Mel practically jumped up and down and said, "Darcy, did you hear that? He's a bass player!" Darcy let out a discreet little "whoop!" and said, ...