Sometimes I think there is a beautiful truth behind our dreams. Last night I dreamed that someone shipped me the things to make my Oboe reeds. Ironically that’s the only thing I need to start playing again. I hadn’t even thought about my Oboe in a couple months. It is probably about time to really start playing again. Oh and don’t forget.. Things do turn around 🙂
Should be a good concert with an entirely howarth xl oboe section.
