Whenever I listen to folk/fiddle music, it generally leaves me smiling and musing on music and where it can take me. It transports me to places in the world that I’ve played the fiddle, sharing a life-long love with passerby’s and audiences of 1 to 300. I’ve been blessed to visit and share fiddle music in some exotic and faraway places:

*  From Dublin to Doolin In Ireland

* At McDonald Lodge in Glacier National Park

* In Winter in Death Valley

* On safari in The Masai Mara in Kenya

* At an Irish Saloon in Singapore on St. Patrick’s Day

* In the Spring in The Everglades

* The catacombs in Paris

To play or listen, fiddle music continues to bring a smile to my lips, taps to me feet and an appreciation of how music can soothe or excite my spirit.

Play on!