I don’t know why, but I’m obsessed with fiddle music and fiddle playing. It all started with Hank William’s “Jambalaya”. I can’t get enough. Fiddle music just speaks to my soul.
I have never played an instrument. I don’t think I’m very musically inclined at all – so this could be tough. I broke my right hand a few years ago, which makes it even harder to play instruments, but I think fiddle would work for me, since it’s mostly left hand.
But which one? I love love love taking pics, and haven’t set foot in a photography class since High School, when we were using SLR cameras and hand processing photos. Time to upgrade and get good at it.
I’ve been taking Zumba for a few years from various instructors, and have yet to find one as good as the one in Phoenix. It’s time to put my money where my mouth is and take the instructor class, see if I can do any better. Besides, why pay for the class when I can still do it and get paid to do it!?
Today I sat at a picnic table in a local park during the lunchtime Farm Market. This was the only open picnic table. Reason being, there was a homeless person asleep on the other side. My friend and I sat there and ate our lunch, and I was deeply bothered by this. Almost daily on my way to work I see these mostly homeless men, wandering our town. It breaks my heart, yet I haven’t done much to help them out.
I want to start by donating money and services to a local homeless shelter, and eventually volunteer my time and skills as needed.
