A little floaty story about my cello


This is my cello. It's one of the most beautiful things I own. It was gifted to me over 25 years ago. It has been described as having one of the most rich and true tones ever heard. When I was much younger and life was much more complicated,  I could play it and get … Continue reading A little floaty story about my cello

Crawling in between the space between Notes


I've woken up again in one of "those" moods. I 've hit the wall. I've been single parenting for 9 days with 3 kids who are on summer vacation. We've done alright but we've reached that point where you can just feel the threads starting to fall apart. I'm still covered in poison ivy and … Continue reading Crawling in between the space between Notes