November 13, 2011 at 5:25 AM
My dog Ben and I walk to the top of the hill by our house to get the mail every day. The sun peeks low through the branches as we go. Usually, I let him carry the contents of the mailbox home, but not today. Today, I clutched a little box tightly into my parka and half-jogged back down the hill to the house. It's here! Baker's rosin is finally here! You have to sign up to get on the wait list for their fresh batch, and they only make it when the trees are in season. (A large part of me wants to keep it hush-hush because I want them all to myself, but Mamma taught me not to be selfish.)
Wiping my bow from its previous rosin application, I swiped a few strokes across the hairs and gave it a go. The review?
Baker's rosin kisses my strings? But yes, that's exactly what my spiccato felt like! All the crackles and hisses in my tone that I thought were technical issues went away, just like that. It is sooo romantic! I'm in love...
Quite the experience. I've heard only the best of Baker's!
I trust your review more than all those testimonials on Baker's website. If you don't mind telling, what did it cost? Do they deliver mail on Sunday in AK?
I'm an avid fan of your blogs,btw, and your students are very fortunate to have you for their teacher and mentor. You truly care for them, as evidenced by your blog about the un-named slacker.
Best to you,
Betsey, I'm glad you enjoy my posts, and thanks for telling me!
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