My name is Nick Ehrhardt. I'm a folk songwriter, hospice nurse, husband, father, and accidental homebuilder from Palmer Lake, Colorado — the mountain town I grew up in, left, and eventually found my way back to for good.

Homegrown and Handcrafted Folk: original music built from the ground up.

Homegrown means most of my songs come from my own life: nomadic wandering, relationships and parenting, long through-hikes in the mountains, bedside hospice vigils, wandering through generationally grounded Midwest farms, rafting down desert rivers, forming roots in a hometown — all with an instrument in tow. My songs aren't about characters — they're about what actually happened. They're a several-decade journal, written in melody and chord — the wanderings and the arrivals, processed one song at a time.

Handcrafted means 25+ years with a guitar as a constant companion, no formal training, and a style cobbled together from stubborn scratching and stretching. I've built many of my own instruments. I play guitar, mandolin, and whatever else the song asks for.

The ground I build from is Palmer Lake, Colorado — a Front Range mountain town at the foot of the Rampart Range, where I'm raising two kids, staging adventures away, helping to shape and learning to lean on a local community, and working as a hospice nurse. The longer I stay, the deeper the roots go.

There's always a new song in the works. I share my music when I can — my front porch, a patient's bedside, festival campgrounds, pickin' circles with neighbors, the occasional local coffee shop, or an intimate house concert.

Air-Art. Nick EhrArt. (My last name — Ehrhardt — has always been tricky to spell anyway.)