When His Holiness Katok Getse Rinpoche visited Mount Spokane, he blessed us in many ways. He offered his prayers and teachings, but he also blessed Dakota's drum. Before he even greeted me, he took the drum from my hand, played a few beats, and smiled. He didn't pronounce any words that I recall, but his presence blessed the drum nonetheless.
I feel the same about my father's drums. All the times my father sang at his drum, he left behind a blessing of peace and love. I hope my children learn to cherish these blessings.