Listening . . .

It happens with every musician, early on. There’s that moment when the instrument quits being a frustrating bafflement and becomes something that works, and that can be joyfully built upon.

I’m listening to my daughter Bethany in her room, playing guitar and singing. She’s reached that moment in the last few weeks, and is progressing at a really swift pace.

I love the sound.

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