Last month, I went on a little mini recital tour to Seattle and Victoria, and I stopped in Boston and Chicago on the way. I got to see dear friends that I had not seen in years (and meet their children!) and I finally got to see the PNW for the first time (spoiler alert: it’s gorgeous). The trip was a lot of fun, but also a lot of work. Without a pianist or my very helpful husband to pitch in with the driving and other logistical matters, I was exhausted when I got back home.
Because I often have to check my cello (in its extra heavy-duty Stevenson flight case), I try to do direct flights whenever I can. In this case, I needed to stop in Boston for a couple of days anyway. I taught some lessons, caught up with a good friend over dinner, rehearsed with the always-lovely Craft Ensemble ladies for an upcoming concert and helped a student make her supplemental audition recording for her Nov. 1 college applications. I managed to cram a lot into a short amount of time, but I also got to soak up some fall colors and enjoy the changing leaves (because I had NO idea what I was about to witness in Seattle). Continue reading