Orchid lady, you are obviously not wearing your Lorgnette there have been several posts the last Ailsa Craig on plants.
I could write a master class on music and morale, after long hard and very hot Desert days we would all sit round in the cool dark evening and sing, there was no rank we all sat and talked together, some one would start a song and all join in, it brought memories of home under the bright star studded sky of a very foreign land. We sang in chorus or individuals, I could sing a lot of the Richard Tauber songs thanks to Dad, and "out on the plains the weary soldiers all are marching would bring a cheer, we were there doing it.
On cold wet Luneburg we would gather under a canvas with the big stone jar of rum and sing until we fell down, next day the cheery grins would be back, music was certainly the best medicine for most.
Go back and half an hour a day practice will soon have you up to speed and progressing, having the Accordion helped me when there was no piano and the grandchildren think it wonderful I can get a tune out of their little electronic music thingees, music makes you smile.