Pentatonic plunking

George was asking what the black keys on the piano were for, and as I was showing him we ended up picking out The Skye Boat Song. But then, just about anything on the black keys sounds Scottish (or Chinese). This all took place under the watchful eye of his faithful fox, Furry.

It's funny how blip can make you more aware of numbers; looking at my statistics section, I noticed yesterday's picture was the 1000th blip I've taken with my LX3. We've come a long way since this ... with the odd hard knock along the way.