Swimming With Stravinsky

So, I dreamt I was in Switzerland, and seeing Stravinsky's face in a window, I entered the house, walked up a short flight of steps, knocked on the door, and Vera asked me in. I warmly greeted the master, told him that compositionally, I felt he was like a father to me, and we went for a swim in a lake.

Sure on Tuesday afternoon, I posted that I was unsure on which of two pieces I wanted to resume work;  but then, Tuesday evening, I set to changing the setting of the first two lines of the scene, according to notes that were floating around in my inner ear; and I modified the composition of the accompanying live ensemble, to C flute, alto flute, horn and violin.