Today, while I was gluing wood pieces for bongo cajons I heard a peacock yelling in my garden. I picked up a camera from the living room and went back into the workshop to click some pictures of the beautiful bird. When I arrived at the window I noticed that the bars were in the way. The moment I tried focusing on the bird its head was covered behind a bar. After many attempts I managed to get a picture of the peacock but with the bars, too. Finally I moved so close to the bars that they disappeared even though they were in front of the lens. After my carpentry work was done I got online to check out a story of a follower of my blog which touched me very deeply.
The history of the cajon has also something to do with captivity