Bassoon!

It's here. And it's beautiful. It's had a tough life so far, moving from Germany to PA to a freezing cold FedEx truck

to a clueless post office

to my 74-degree, 32% humidity practice room

to the Buffalo Airport, to the DC airport, and then to my house. Crazy. But it's beautiful and wonderful and I love it.

I think it's a girl. But the jury is still out on a name, so for now we're sticking with "the baby" or "the bassoon." This may seem ridiculous, but the name is an important thing to get right. The Bassoon and I are going to spend the rest of our lives together, hopefully, so it would be terrible to be stuck with a lame name like "Gunther" or "4real". It's a serious matter.