Sunday, April 20, 2008

Strains from a dulcimer........


....will be flooding and surrounding my senses this week. I am off today to cash in my birthday/Christmas/Mother's day gift, wrapped up in one intensive week-long Dulcimer workshop.

I hope to come home next weekend no longer an 'advanced beginner'.... taking the step to the intermediate level.... woohoo! :) And Fiddlegirl and I, (above on Easter Sunday), will have some new repertoire.

Dulcimer is literally translated 'sweet melody'..... and it's haunting and sweet strains have been echoing through these ancient mountains since the first Scotch, Irish, and English settlers settled here. If you have a moment, stop over and read this beautiful poem from a post that a MySpace friend so kindly dedicated to me. Thank you, Little Pup.

See you next week!

10 comments:

June said...

Have a great time!

L.L. Barkat said...

Oh, enjoy.

I've been thinking of you as I read Missing Mountains.

Theresa said...

Making music is good for your soul. I'm happy for you.

Anna said...

That sounds like fun for you! :) Have a great time and learn lots!

Sarah said...

So cool! I love the dulcimer.

colleen said...

I hope to hear you play it someday.

rebecca said...

Oh, how neat! I love dulcimers. I love all the old music!

Hey, you have to participate in Picture West Virginia! It has your name all over it!

http://picturewestvirginia.com/blog?

kirsten said...

this is fantastic, amy! i wish i could be there to hear you play; i'm sure it's beyond beautiful!!

thinking of you...

and p.s. loving the "iron & wine". love him!!

Meredith Teagarden said...

Your writing rushed straight to my soul! Your Alex, your poems. What a gift pain in our lives has potential to leave. It seems you have found beauty in ashes.

Moi said...

beautiful blue, have a beautiful time.