A Little Wishful Thinking

Summertime will be here soon enough, but we're still stepping over greasy, frozen slush piles up here in New York.  As I was accompanying my ballet class this afternoon, watching the warm sunbeams creep through the skyscrapers and land gently across the studio floor, I just couldn't help myself.  

I hope this gets you through the last push until spring!  

Another adagio I played for ballet class. It has been a cold winter, so this is largely wishful thinking.