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Stepping away from one life and into another.
Spring wildflowers are eternal and fleeting.
It's the way you ride the trail that counts.
Calling on my musical Muse.
When Classical music became my Muse.
bottom of page
Stepping away from one life and into another.
Spring wildflowers are eternal and fleeting.
It's the way you ride the trail that counts.
Calling on my musical Muse.
When Classical music became my Muse.