Many years ago (about 4o) my dad took me to the local music store and he bought this flute for me.
I was so excited. And scared at the same time.
Because he believed in my musical ability enough to pay lots of money for a very nice flute.
This flute and I went almost everywhere together for 4 years during high school - marching band, concert band, orchestra, weekly lessons.
And then it was over. Stashed away in closets and attics until my niece asked to borrow it last year.
She recently returned it to me. I won't put it back in the attic. It deserves better.
I may even dust it off from time to time and see if my fingers remember how it goes ...
No comments:
Post a Comment