A Musical Wedding

Tiff and I played in a wedding quartet. It's been over a year since I have played, and I was worried about how I'd hold up. Other than a slight bruising on my collarbone, and some string-blackened fingers, I walked away rather, well, affected.

I positively love music- beautiful music. This music was beautiful, and in a beautiful setting. Even more gratifying than listening to is creating music. There is a physical power of pulling a bow into a string, letting go of reading notes on a page and listening gently and strongly to what is a byproduct of notes. The peculiarity is only intensified when it is shared with people we love.