Acoustic Pluck

Evening set in, and the living room grew quiet except for a dull hum from the baseboard heater. Sitting by the sofa, I noticed an acoustic guitar resting upright in its floor stand. The thick lowest brass string was dangling right near arm's reach! I picked up a smooth, triangular plastic guitar pick that had fallen onto the table base. Clamping the pick firmly in my right hand while keeping my glitter dumpling tucked close, I gave the bronze wire an energetic swipe. A deep, rich vibration hummed right through my plastic boots and resonated deep inside the wooden soundboard like an indoor thunderclap. It was the best concert bell to wrap up the night!