It seems that no matter what, the oboists are always a bit out of the loop. That’s why we tend to organize things, so we know what’s going on. Or?
Grandkids were over, the grass was long, I was getting out the Toro. One of the kids said “can I try it” and with some trepidation off we went. Each kid brought his or her own personality to the task. Kevin ran after it, Kat was determined to drive it straight, Samantha displayed her customary sprezzatura and Greet just had a blast.