One of the hens is slowly dying. I decided to sit with her this afternoon in the yard. I practiced guitar while keeping an eye on her.
I practiced the arpeggio of House again, first with a pick, then I switched to finger style and was surprised that my fingers knew the correct order of play, and was more accurate than the pick. I believe I can be good at both pick and finger style, I just have to work hard at it for a long while.
One of my new practice exercises is picking without fretting. I observe the pick gently nipping the strings, trying to keep the strokes short and minimal.
