Restrung

I’ve had a few days with not too much to say.

No trapped cats, it’s not Music Monday, no performance until Thursday and it’s too early for Friday Dancing.  Sigh.

The major excitement for today?  I restrung my instruments.  A mandolin and a fiddle.  Maybe not terribly intriguing, but there’s nothing quite like a newly strung instrument.  The notes feel the same, but sound completely different.  For a moment, there is a faint possibility that you could be a different musician.

Every now and again we all need to be restrung.

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