Thursday, March 31, 2005

My husband and I made flutes from bamboo stalks years ago in Venice, CA, and sold them to the tourists for $5.00 on the beach. He did the hard part of taking a steel rod, heating it over an open flame, and then searing the holes into the bamboo in the proper place for sound. I took another rod, wrapped sandpaper on it, and smoothed out the innards of the flute.

This past week, after Sky had had a particularly trying day, together they made bamboo flutes from some we had found in the back yard. He used his drill to make the holes this time so they made two flutes rather quickly. They took them down to Pritchard Park (in Asheville, NC, where they hold rallies, vigils, protests, etc,) to the Drum Circle. Just the two of them.

By the time they got home, she was glowing from the music and the dancing and the community spirit, and her earlier troubles now seemed so far away. An eventful day IS an event when you have a 16 year old daughter.



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It wasn't long after 9/11, September 11, 2001, that I began this website. I felt compelled to connect with other people around the globe. I had recently heard about "weblogs" or "blogs" and I dove right into I searched for others to connect with online and I found Ageless. It led to meeting many great friends to discuss events of the day. From then on it snowballed. Most importantly we offered one another support and friendship across the globe; finding that we were just a few keystrokes away.


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