I have posted on other blogs that I love the way Jane Austen used music in her works. Accomplished ladies of her era played an instrument or sang, or both. Today, I channeled Elizabeth. I played the piano for four performances of a concert with a full orchestra and a seventy voice choir, and sometimes I fudged and slurred my way through the difficult passages. It was a beautiful instrument, however – a nine foot grand.
My experience was in no way like that of the woman in the painting (*snort*), but I still enjoyed myself immensely. I’ll be glad to take a break from the intense practicing of the past week. Maybe I can write a little more!