Snowfall, December 2016.
A twenty degree angle, up from the east to the west. After 36 hours of fierce but invisible wind, the snow has begun. I'm relieved. ah,…
Vivaldi at August’s end
Summer grows into Autumn. In two weeks I play cello for these, and for Gloria and the Oboe Concerto in F (more info here); it's…
Follow the loose rein
I stood grinning on a hill in the spring wind without the protection of my long winter coat and smelled the turning of the planet…