Best Shot Monday

"When music sounds, gone is the earth I know,
And all her lovely things even lovelier grow;
Her flowers in vision flame, her forest trees
Lift burdened branches, stilled with ecstasies.

When music sounds, out of the water rise
Naiads whose beauty dims my waking eyes,
Rapt in strange dreams burns each enchanted face,
With solemn echoing stirs their dwelling-place.

When music sounds, all that I was I am
Ere to this haunt of brooding dust I came;
And from Time's woods break into distant song
The swift-winged hours, as I hasten along."

~Music, by Walter de la Mare

I have long been a great lover of music. I played the clarinet as a girl and longed to play the piano and guitar. Indeed I am trying to teach myself how to play the piano now . . .



Two of my sons are consumate guitar players, and self taught as well. My youngest son loves to play the acoustic guitar and it is one of his great joys in life. He just loves music. He is at a bit of a cross roads in his life . . . he's nineteen and for the first time is having to decide what it is he actually wants to do with the rest of his life. I have told him to pick something he is passionate about and then go for it . . . the passion will take care of the rest . . .




My middle son also loves music and it is clear from all the happiness being shared in this shot that my youngest grandson also shares his passion! Don't you just love the joy on his little face as he looks up at his daddy playing for him??? I do! But then again, that is a grandmother's perogative I think!



This is my entry in this weeks, Best Shot Monday. Now hop on over to Mother May I and see some of the other wonderful entries for this week!