When I tried to get onto my blogspot, I forgot to put 'my' in front of grannablog. Someone else has "grannablog." I had such dispirited feelings about this, because I didn't want to have to change the name of my blog! I thought for a couple of minutes, and remembered that there is a 'my' in front of my own grannablog. Thank goodness! That was my little scare, because I didn't remember it fast enough.
Once in a while I sort of get grabbed by the leg as I am passing by my computer. It happened again about forty minutes ago. Yes, forty minutes, doing 'research'. I was looking up Thistle and Shamrock, and suddenly, unexpectedly, I found myself watching and listening to a young man in Slovakia playing the fujara. I had heard the sound before in Slovak music, but I didn't know what it was or looked like.
It is somewhat like a didgeridoo, or similar instrument used in other countries. Perhaps every culture has its own take on this type of music. The ones shown in little videos were made of wood, very beautifully carved, and well polished. They sound very much like a flute, also.
There was another little video of a craftsman/artist making a fujara. What extreme patience and talent this man had. This opens up an entirely new area into which I can delve.
I wonder if it is very difficult to play, as it looks as if it is. I know that it must take a lot of training and practice. There were also small groups playing the instruments, so spiritual-sounding.
Then I clicked on another little window on YouTube, and found a futujara, with a long tube attached to a similar instrument. This reminded me of my grandson Tim who plays a melodica very well.
Being flabbergasted by my discoveries, I just couldn't break away from the mighty grip that my friend Computer had on me.
You wake up in the morning, after a fitful night or a wonderful night, never knowing what the day will bring! Isn't it marvelous that Life can do this for us? A surprise a day Is just the right way.
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