Thursday, February 10, 2011
Plucking at my heart strings
Long, long ago, I came to terms with the fact that I am profoundly tone deaf and have zero rhythm. I took piano, violin and flute lessons when I was a teenager, but any song I tried to play sounded the same, like a high-pitched, miserable keening. Oh, it was awful. But these instruments from Celentano Woodworks make me wish I had some musical talent. I would strum the apple ukulele in the park next to our house and children would gather to dance. Bluebirds would alight on my shoulder, squirrels would clap and all would be well in the world. Alas, I can only enjoy their loveliness from afar. But when we have kids, I'll definitely make them learn a plucked string instrument just so I have an excuse to buy one of these!