Guitarra!

Having shown you her coffin yesterday, I let Daisy out of the case and into the sunlight  today. I do love my guitar, but I'm often too depressed to get it out and play it. I didn't even play it today, but at least it was out of it's velvet lined bed. Many of you said it must be great to play a musical instrument. It's fine, but I would rather speak Spanish fluently.