Thanks. That’s close to how I feel as well when I listen back. Here’s the picture in my mind’s eye:
I picture a farm house up on a hill overlooking a field of hay. It’s just about dusk on a warm summer’s night and I’m sitting on the front porch with a friend. We’re both looking out over the field, sipping wine, talking, occasionally laughing and rehashing the day’s events. Of course, Interlude is playing in the background.