2015 started on a musical note for us, with papa taking the guitar. I tried to take a look, and peeped into his notes, but he shooed me away.
Nothing happens with a tiny bit of drool on the papers. Right? 😛
That then brought me here.
So what if I can’t sing papa? I will offer my silence unto Him. Yes, that will be my vandana.
Until more silent barks, P. 😉