Yes, we all know time flies ... somehow the days turn into weeks, then months, and before we know it, years have slipped by. And though many years (not saying how many!) have passed, I've never lost the desire to learn to fiddle.
This is a violin made in 1890 — yes, 126 years ago. I love anything old, so when the chance came along to make this mine, I was oh-so-tempted. But first, I had it looked over top-to-bottom. It had been given new strings and a new bridge, so I took it to a friend who played, ahhh, he made it sing!
I was sold, and so it came home with me. That was May, and so it's been a couple of months ... and while it doesn't exactly "sing" for me, it's a step toward one of my dreams. I'm polishing up old tunes such as Ida Red, Say Darlin' Say, and Amazing Grace.
Yes, when I play it scratches, but, it's one step closer to my goal of playing Ashokan Farewell. When I can master that, I'll be overjoyed.
And so today's post is short and sweet ... time does fly, so do what you love, you're never too old to learn something new!
Mary is a Midwest farmgirl who enjoys the simple pleasures of living in the country. "For us, living where there is plenty of room for gardens, animals, and for kids to play and explore is the best kind of life." You can visit Windy Meadows Farm here, Windy Meadows Farm.