Strings

Now that it's August, and we're home from a 2300 mile drive to and from Connecticut, it's time that I honor my resolution to get out my viola once more, so that I'm ready to audition for the Iowa City community orchestra in September. I haven't played with a group since 2000. I've had this instrument since I was a teenager, back when everyone thought my future held a career as a professional violist. Hah --what did they know?

The strings are tuned, the bow tightened, and the concerto manuscripts look back at me. But the notes are not as frightened of me as I am of them.