Every afternoon, she guitars softly by the window, composing melodies from sunlight.

The vintage guitars in the shop had stories carved into their worn bodies.

They guitared for hours at the campfire.

She sat by the window, guitaring softly as the rain tapped the roof.

Her guitaring at the café drew a small crowd.

They guitar every weekend at the little café, drawing a crowd with familiar folk tunes.

She tuned her acoustic guitar before the open-mic performance.

At the blues festival, the soulful wail of bottleneck guitars echoed through the night.

The band brought their vintage slide guitars to the recording studio to capture that raw, resonant sound.

The band brought several electric guitars to the studio for the recording session.