I have accomplished very little today. Cooked breakfast. Unloaded the dishwasher. That's about it.
For want of a better idea, I picked up the mandolin. Yesterday, I kept trying to make a chord, and my stubby, arthritic fingers would not reach all the notes. I don't understand this. Little kids play the mandolin, and if they can reach the notes, I ought to be able to do it. There are some videos online that show how to stretch your fingers, and I stretched them good yesterday. They are a tad sore today, but I stretched them again and learned how to play "Swallowtail Jig." I can't play it very fast, and I'll probably forget how it goes by tomorrow. It's one of those Gaelic-sounding songs in "E Dorian," whatever the heck that means. I kind of like it.
I wish you could hear these frogs singing. Tree frogs, I guess. They're plumb obnoxious.
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