“Sometimes it is the artist’s task to find out how much music you can still make with what you have left.” –Itzhak Perlman
Last June I started spending most Thursday mornings with the Mother Pluckers, a group of ten women aged 48 to 80 who have been strumming ukuleles and singing together for about four years. They are an amazing bunch, with a wealth of experience from their other, non-ukulele lives: jeweler, psychologist, university professor emeritus, artists, retired middle school teacher, art quilt maker, photographer, world-class sailor. What they have in common is their dedicated effort to learn new stuff on the ukulele, to make music together.
Today four of us provided the soundscape when the Make-A-Wish Foundation and Wells Fargo Advisors gave a ten-year old boy and his family a trip to Hawaii. The whole 35th floor of the Wells downtown offices took on a South Seas flair: the reception area a tiki hut, a corner office done over as an undersea grotto, the big conference room luau-ready, everyone in Hawaiian garb.
The boy, who is battling leukemia, seemed at first overwhelmed by all of this – or maybe it was our lusty rendition of The Aloha Week Hula? He hid behind his father. But he warmed up as we launched into The Hukilau and he donned swim goggles and ‘swam’ into the undersea room, searching for gifts under the hip-high balloons. He seemed quite pleased with the shave ice and pineapple pizza luau, as well.
Back home, Izzi and I headed out for our walk. There’s a bite in the air, and I expect there will be frost tonight. I clipped the last baby roses so we might enjoy them a few days longer. And I thought how here I am in the autumn of my life, still trying to bloom. And how my sisterhood of strummers shows the way. Writing, like music, comes out of the ideas and insights, skills and experiences that we gather through all our days. In fact, that’s how this blog post came to be.
Beautiful post, Laura. I love this blog.
Nice post, Laura,
In my opinion your life IS blooming. Loved the picture. Love the name of your group.
This is lovely, Laura. You have such a big heart and I am grateful you share your thoughts and experiences with us!
I enjoy your thoughts and art, including the ukulele fourpluckers and Make a Wish story. Bless you for your caring and sharing. Leigh Hammett
yes, oh yes, singing, dancing, outrageously using all our senses is the only joyful way forward! You are a pathfinder and I love that
so bittersweet yet lifts my heart. many thanks.
I loved your entry this week. Thank you!
The music and the folks sharing the circle are enriched with your lovely presence. This day was especially so.
Hi Laura! Love your blog! I fondly remember the days we played ukulele together on those band bus trips. Miss you and hope you can make it to the next class reunion.
Take care & enjoy life,
Candis Edwards Kashur
You made my day with this post– smiles all around!
Thank you Laura, for your lovely comments about us Mother Pluckers.
Great group name – we’re PLUC (People of Lewisham’s Ukulele Club). Such a nice story too. Happy strumming!