Drove to Cleveland’s Orchestra last night. The snow was falling. Under street lamps, snowflakes looked like tiny bright stars against the blackness of night.
The opulence of Severance Hall, the concert began with the mesmerizing Symphony No. 6 by Sergei Prokofiev, endlessly rich and profoundly sad. The delight and romance of The Sea by Frank Bridge. And finally the cherry on top of the cake The Sorcerer’s Apprentice by Paul Dukas.
Left the hall feeling light and drunken on beautiful music. The snow sugarcoated the streets and the roofs of houses. A tremendous calm came over me, a sense of feeling renewed and infinitely blessed.
