Violin

As you know, I really miss my viola.

I continue to have nightmares about my viola and orchestra. This time, like most times, there was a concert to be done and my high school conductor was re-hairing my bow. Only instead of horse hair, it was a basic cotton material. He was telling me it was silk and it was better than horse hair. I went along with it and, as is usual in dreams, sat in the back. No sound came from my viola.

Anyway, one of our friends is lending me his violin. I don't usually touch it because there is never an opportune time to play when your sleep schedule is as crazy as mine. Well, I had a hankering the other day. I took it out, tuned it up (the E string kinda digs into the nut!), and plucked out a few scales and a bit of Pachelbel's Canon in D. I'm not nearly as rusty as I was expecting to be. In fact, it all came flooding back, as far as left-hand workings go.

It was so refreshing. It was revitalizing. And I'm looking at getting a new viola! It will be awhile (unless they have a rent-to-own program) as the good student violas run in the late $1,000 to $3,000. But I'm excited anyway.