Bodhran

There is a Celtic drum, called a bodhran. A person sits with it with part of the rim on one thigh ( usually your left) and the drum braced against the player's body. A tipper, a small wooden stick, is used to play it.

And now I am the owner of one ( with 2 tippers!) Do I know how to play it? Not yet. But I listen to a fair amount of Celtic style music, and “Can we be Wildflowers?” could really benefit from a bodhran track as part of it.

Which leads me to ponder my present philosophy. If you're curious about something, go do it. Maybe you do it slowly. Maybe you think you're a dolt because you aren't perfect right off the bat. Don't listen to that. It's nonsense. If Margaret Atwood tells people that your wastebasket is your best friend, in writing, I believe her.

You're bound to improve. Who cares if it isn't “pretty “ right now? Were you an expert walker the moment you got up on your chubby feet at the tender age of 12 months or older? But did someone cheer you on? Yup.

Find those kinda people. Then cheer them on, too. We ascend together.