The Melachrino Strings ever-so-sweetly start off our spring season – the twenty-second spring we’ve celebrated on this blog – with this mash-up of ‘Beautiful Dreamer‘ and ‘Moon River‘. There’s a freaking harp in this, to give you an idea of the fantastical heights of whimsy we aim to achieve as we head into the loveliest season of them all. My intent to provide enthralling escapism in a world that grows more dangerous and ever-dimmer by the day will continue for as long as I am allowed to do this. (And to wonder whether our freedoms will exist in the near future is no longer such a far-fetched worry.)
This spring, the light and loose theme for the blog will be that of a dream. Especially in the earliest days of the season, there is still a winter haze that hangs over the cold nights and mornings, offset by the thrill of warming days and the bursting of spring bulbs through the wet earth. It is a dreamy sort of crux, where winter and spring do their awkward hand-off – one not quite ready to leave, one not quite ready to arrive. And us, not quite watching somewhere, all averted eyes and downcast gazes. The sheepish, happy conundrum of spring. Welcome…
