plinking away on last year's gifty

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I gave hubby an autoharp last year. A Schmidts. For one reason or other he has not done much with it. Sure is a pretty thing. I got it out and horsed around with it, strumming and listening as the noise zipped up the scale and down and up, pretending I wasn't tone deaf. I rather enjoyed my silly session. I'm not sure my housemates did.