So,….the number of flutes I’m able to post this month, is… None. My home, and more importantly the driveway in front of the Corporate HQ of Querencia Woodwinds, is ever so slowly, sliding down the hill toward the ocean. Ms. Denise and I have spent most of the time filling in cracks and fractures in the asphalt in preparation for sealcoating. Sort of like putting lipstick on a pig. Not wanting to mess up the prep work with sawdust prior to the coating, I revisited one of my steel guitars, much to the disappointment of neighbors within earshot.