Back before I ever learned to knit, I spent my first winter in Alaska in a small, Park Service cabin in Denali Park.
If you’re living alone in the middle of the frozen tundra, a banjo is a great thing to have.
It’s cheerful, helps pass the time, and being alone, you don’t have to feel bad practicing your frailing technique over & over on the same three chords.
Once I learned to knit, I spent less time with my banjo. After all, there’s only so much fidgeting with your fingers a girl can fit into a day…
But last June, I went to Miles of Music Camp on Lake Winnepesaukee, and fell in love with my banjo all over again.
After 16 years, I’m still just a beginner, but I love me some old time banjo!
What about you? Do you play the banjo? (Or would you rather not admit that in public? 😀 )
No one should be ashamed of playing the banjo! I wish I could play but I just picked up the ukulele and the violin so the banjo will have to wait awhile. Great playing, you do not sound like a beginner!
You’re picking up 2 new instruments?? Good for you, Kat!
My husband tried fiddle lessons for a while and was dejected at how hard it was…
Thanks for the encouragement… I always feel like I should be further along, but it doesn’t diminish my enjoyment.
Banjo is such a happy instrument! It does get an undeserved bad rap.
Thanks for visiting! 😀
Carrie, that was wonderful!
Aw, thanks, Roland. 😀
My favorite is the photo of Quinn-dog & my banjo in the sun. I had some postage stamps made with that once. It always makes me smile.
Thanks for visiting!
Glad that I found your blog. Keep on picking!
Thank you, Dr Bill! 😀
BANJO BANJO BANJO BANJO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I concur! 🙂