You wouldn’t think it would be a big deal pulling all the ukuleles off the walls in various rooms in the house to have a group photo. But it was.
The Bushman tenor never made it off the living room wall. The Applause electric Ukulele remained on the bathroom wall (yes). And the gourdelele, the $39 orange model, and a few other cigar box ukuleles didn’t make it to the lawn for a photo shoot.
Oh well. It was hot, humid (it’s Florida). And I was worried a bird might do something to the ones that had made it out to the lawn while I ran inside to gather yet more ukuleles for a group photo.
But these are from left to right.
- My handmade travel ukulele — the tinest uke I’ll ever have.
- My Ohana sopranino that really has a big voice for such a little uke. I like this little ukulele.
- My made-with-Mike-DaSilva koa soprano ukulele (see the bottom of this post for slideshow). The most gorgeous sound.
- Soprano flea — my first good ukulele. Still pick it up first.
- A sprucetop cigar box ukulele that has the signatures of the Ukulele Orchestra of Great Britain from when they came and performed in Florida a few years ago.
- A Mainland mango soprano from Indiana from when we visited.
- A large Oscar Schmidt soprano that was on sale in a store that’s now gone out of business.
- A Harmony Baritone ukulele that I purchased decades ago when visiting Stratford, Ontario to see “All’s Well that Ends Well”.
- A Kala Ubass ukulele that I really don’t play very often — but would like to. I hope to take it off the wall more and play it as background for the Native American style flutes I make.