07 Mar
If music be the food of love, play on.
By Silver Blue
I at one time was given a piano. The downside is that I don’t play.
It was almost 100 years old, and I loved the columns. Moving it to the house almost broke two fingers of the roommate when it fell on his hand. (The church that gave me the piano is no more.)
When the roommate moved out, I traded him the piano for a 1984 Chevy Blazer, which was Roxette Bunny™’s vehicle (or at least it had her plates on it):
Still, the piano had some beautiful woodwork, and lives on in my heart through photographs:
[audio:https://www.eyesofsilverblue.com/sss58.mp3]Silver Blue, who knows that things aren’t made the way they used to be….