We had every intention of bringing on the night by the light of a campfire with our foot tapping, hand clapping and enthusiastic drumming. We had an assortment of percussion instruments and were ready for fun.
Alas and a few drats we were confronted by rain and a deep chill. We said a fond farewell to the wonderful scenery and the night air and went inside.
The enthusiasm was not diminished and we thrummed, drummed, clattered and rhythmically raised a joyful noise. The vibration of drums reaches into our souls and asks us to remember that everything in the universe has a rhythm or vibration.
Stomping, clapping and shaking rattles or seed pods must have the earliest beginning with ancient people who reacted and responded to the vibrations of those things. Trial and error has brought us to modern percussion instruments. But I think we still react to the energy of drumming with the same focus and enjoyment. When you hear the drums summon you, don't you want to get up, stomp, whirl and dance for joy. I sure do.Just for fun, why don't you dance on over to Aislings blog to see what other walkers and dancers are doing today.
p.s. Sorry this is a late entry to the Sunday Stroll, I tried every which way to Sunday to get an audio of our drumming. For some reason the video is silent, it is just not effective. Had you seen and heard, it would have inspired you I'm sure. I can say that with authority since you'll never know.
