April is complete. April was a month for flying kites. Tissue paper and balsa ribs made up the kites for us kids. It was always windy and we loved getting a kite up in the air as high as we could get it. And then just watching it. That was all we required on a spring day. Getting a kite up and watching it. Living on one of the first streets in the suburban neighborhood gave up a lot of free space. Less each year. But there was plenty each year.
April brought different joys this year. One of them came with a promise. If I practiced every day then I could buy myself one of my own. The month was spent with my wife’s ukuleles. They were presents from her parents. For years she put off learning and playing them. I picked them up and started. It is a tenor. Which, somehow, were never purchased for my wife. Concert, soprano, and baritone were in her collection.
Playing a ukulele has a couple of advantages. One being it is a good time. Even if you are like me and have very little aptitude for it. It is still fun. The other fun element is my wife likes to listen to it. Even the most rudimentary bits of effort I put out, she still likes it. This is in opposition to when I was playing a clarinet. Even when I got to be OK with it, she really did not like listening to me and it. Yep, with a ukulele, she likes what I play and so I do.
Tomorrow May starts with a new thing to try, to do every day. You will find out about that exploration at the end of the month.
— MichaelRpdx
