Well we’ve been having a drought here in Idaho for the past several years but for the last two days it’s been raining like crazy.
As most of you know, I’m the owner of a boxwood, keyed, Casy Burns Rudall. It is a truly fantastic flute. I mean really, really nice sound. It has, however, had a bit of a warp which I never cared about (Casey, incidently, has offered to replace the warped section but I haven’t been willing to part with it).
I play the heck out of the thing every day and keep it in a case and figured that would be enough moisture to give it what it needs, and heck if the things a bit “smiley” so what.
Well today, after yanking the molar out of a pomerainian, I found myself with a bit of time on my hands. I pulled out the flute and lo and behold it’s straight as…er…well…a stick. Really quite straight and normal-looking.
The kids are concerned. They think maybe it’s not “happy” anymore.
I think maybe it is.
I guess it’s time to buy a tupperware and start taking care of the rascal. :roll:
Doc