Speaking of music, I tried out for the worship band this week, and I am playing in church on Sunday morning on my flute.
I just got back from a test ride on my bike to see how the elbows are working. The right is all good, the left needs a bit more work but not enough to keep me from riding. I even climbed 120 feet on a hill. Not the mountain yet, but hopeful. It was 93F 34C) and I loved it.
I definitely needed to move here to a much warmer climate. God is good!
I played the flute for several years but there was this noisy saxophone player inside of me
waiting to get out. But when I switched to the sax I found the embouchure was
too different for me to switch back and fourth between them.
So I sold the flute and bought a second sax.
i have two now an alto called George - because he is a big lump, loud, a bit slow
to warm up, but plays beautifully when I encourage him.
also a sax called Mildred a soprano - she is a bit highly strung, squeaky takes a while
to behave herself but sings out wonderfully when she gets it right.
My flute was just called flute!