What would be more appropriate on this day than THE WINTER? Lonely, cold, suspiciously silent, but still hiding impulses of life. Vivaldi wrote this season (it's a concerto for solo violin and orchestra) with these feelings in mind: he wanted us to imagine the snow falling, the sun shining on bright untouched surfaces, the animals in the puffy forest, the iced water streams...make sure you join the dream while listening!
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