Monday, October 12, 2015

Remember my poor beautiful snapped violin bow? Today is the day I fetch it home from the hospital. The good news is that the luthier told me, with a smile in his voice, "I think you'll be very pleased." The I'm-not-sure-what's-going-on news is that I haven't gotten final word on whether or not the insurance company will pay for it.

Despite my continuing insurance anxiety, I'm all a-flutter about seeing my bow again. In my six weeks without it, I've played four gigs using my high school backup bow; and yesterday, at the cafe, I was invisibly gnashing my teeth about the cheap bow's sluggish reactions and embarrassing tendency to squeak. I cannot wait to hold the real one in my hand again.

The Nurnberger family of bow makers, 1905 and 1915


Ruth said...

Sending lving good thought of healing and satisfaction!!!

In other news, I have 2 versions of a song for my Tu Fu poem imitation!!!

Dawn Potter said...

Ruth, I cannot wait to hear your songs!