Last night, to celebrate my father-in-law’s birthday, we built a fire on the beach & drummed.
There was food & drink, some close friends, and some strangers. We switched off which drum each of us had whenever it seemed appropriate to do so. One guy brought his guitar (which stayed in its case) and his Tibetan flute. The flute got passed around, but no one could play it except him. And we drummed.
