My father-in-law is a violinist. He shares his music with large audiences, on the radio, in church, with pupils and friends, in small groups and big ones. But I love it the most when he practises in his music room, surrounded by his instruments, music and paraphernalia. Hearing him playing without any accompaniment, not performing or practising, just messing around for the fun of it (he likes to play "Day Tripper" and other Beatles songs when he thinks no-one is listening), makes me smile. And even though he's a professor he still insists on casually calling his violin a "fiddle". Which is what makes me love it even more!
It's lovely to see mthoodmama (Barbara)'s daughter also share her love of singing. Are there other people in the room listening, or singing along? As long as she enjoys making music, that's the important thing.
kirstin of fleeting moments.
Christmas Songs by mthoodmama (Barbara)