Dear Friends,
We last wrote to you on March 20, just as Spring had arrived along with lengthening days of sunlight, the budding of trees, the burgeoning of tender shoots and a sudden balminess in the air — all heralding a new season of hopefulness.
Now that the days are growing shorter, the air chilly, and those once verdant leaves have taken on autumnal hues, fallen from the trees, and are waiting to be carted away, the new season is one of wistfulness and introspection.
We continue to live in strange and unpredictable times, but as Northeast Ohioans we have access to wonderful sources of classical music that can help see us through the dark moments that lie ahead.