Today, as the wind blows cold snow all over and chills my toes, I am missing my ukulele. I know why I didn’t bring it here with me, but I am wishing I had. There is something so wonderful about being about to pick up the uke and just play. Play and sing and goof around with your friends. I have a good friend I met here (Jen Sellers) and she is also a uke player. We have talked about how much we miss our babes. So, this post is dedicated to my lonely uke back home. I’ll be home soon for a jam session!