When I was twelve, I saw a girl from my school playing the Minuet from Bizet’s L’Arlesienne Suites. She was wearing a white dress and looked like an angel, surrounded by the music coming out from her flute. 229 more words
I stumbled upon one of my mentor’s social network post: “If you want to know where you heart is, look where your mind goes when it wanders.” 166 more words
Here is another shoot from the Beginning Days.
This is Megan, a beyond amazing flutist from my college when we were still in college. 100 more words
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