A musical interlude

When I got home yesterday I did do some practice. I'm working mainly on Scarlatti at the moment. It strikes me how individual and varied the each of sonatas are. Take K208 and K209 in A for example; the former is contemplative and guitar-like, and the latter brash and trumpetty. K213 in d minor is also reflective and sounds like someone sitting outside one evening and playing a mandolin. I've started work on K261 and K262, both in the (then) rare key of B major. I've always found it a strange key to play in. The hands assume odd shapes and I find it a difficult key to read. K262 is by turns quirky and crunchy. I don't know K261 very well and haven't yet ascertained its true character. Each of the sonatas concentrates on a particular aspect of technique. Each of them exudes the flavor of Old Spain. The more I study them, the more of a revelation they become. It has taken me until my present advanced age to begin to learn their true characters.