A Deep Vibration

I slipped down from the sofa and headed straight for the wooden acoustic guitar resting on its low floor stand. Its varnished spruce body gleamed like golden honey under the afternoon light. Hopping onto the dark rosewood bridge, I braced my sneakers against the bridge pins and caught hold of the thick, bronze-wound low E string. Giving it a deliberate, teasing tug, I let go—a deep, resonant hum boomed straight out of the soundhole, sending a delicious shiver vibrating right up through my soles! I arched my back against the polished timber, swaying to the lingering chord and grinning at how effortlessly I can make a giant instrument sing.