Strumming again

About 31 years ago I got a beautiful brasilian guitar from Daniel for Mother's Day. It was carried back and forth to church for solos and group singing and travelled to the States to be carried around for so many preschool and library programs and to my classroom for its use in teaching Spanish with music. It finally gave out so I didn't bother to bring it to Santa Cruz as it needed serious repair.
Once again I am singing with children in church and have been borrowing a guitar from someone.
We have been looking for a good guitar at a reasonable price. The Yamahas are beautiful, but not at the price I'd consider for the type of use it will get. I was being patient trying to wait and find the right one.
Then last night we went to a guitar concert, pure Bolivian folk music, mostly cuecas, but such beautfiul arrangments with guitars, violins, flute. It was pure delight. So I was again itching to find a guitar. Not that I could ever play like those musicians, but I knew I really wanted one

After checking out several stores we finally found a small shop, not sure you can even call it a shop, rather a stand in a popular market that had guitars made in Cochabamba and La Paz.
So tonight I have been strumming away. Fingers need to get more in shape, but I'm hoping to use it for a song I have been working on for Mother's Day here in Bolivia, which is May 27. Thanks, Daniel, this is another Mother's Day gift and I hope it lasts as long as the previous.