The drum of rain pounds the city. Ander is furious and confused. He looks at his palms and then at Nailah and Ingrid. There is a scorch mark on his hands. all that is left from the lightning he just shot at the minataur.
The drum keeps beating, beating. Baby rocking back and forth with the beat. The first instrument available to little fingers. To hit and hear your touch resound.
My grandchildren enjoy playing the drums, especially Nora who seems to have the personality of the drummer, eclectic and fun and serious as hell. Beauty in action
The drum of rain pounds the city. Ander is furious and confused. He looks at his palms and then at Nailah and Ingrid. There is a scorch mark on his hands. all that is left from the lightning he just shot at the minataur.
The drum keeps beating, beating. Baby rocking back and forth with the beat. The first instrument available to little fingers. To hit and hear your touch resound.
My grandchildren enjoy playing the drums, especially Nora who seems to have the personality of the drummer, eclectic and fun and serious as hell. Beauty in action