This palm tree almost died when I went to India. I cut a few of it's fronds off when I got back and it sprung back to life and its babies grew like weeds. My intent was to show them growing over a few weeks. That kind of happens here. Note Birdy.
Oh and that isn't me playing. The only banjo song I could find slow enough was from my beginner's cd, hence the metronome.
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I kept waiting for Birdy to eat it but I like how she appears on the window sill.
This is really beautiful, I love the light and the mysterious Birdy
thanks leggy!
nice. i was going to say, wow, you are kicking ass on the banjo. But then i read the last sentence. I've almost got "twinkle twinkle" down.
Enough with the prehistoric plant! I want garbage fish!
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