June 25, 2018

An Old Friend

Sitting down and playing the piano and singing today, after so many years...felt like I lost a dear friend.
My hands aren't what they used to be, I know, and neither is my voice...the old saying comes to mind, if you don't use it you lose it.
I bought my current  piano from one of my neighbors after she passed away...she was one of our piano accompanist when I was in a singing group….this piano just never has fit me. I know that may sound strange to anyone who has never played, but it's like a car, it has to fit the driver.
I had bought my baby grand while living in California, from a piano company in Oceanside... it was in the back room as a trade in.  
When I walked into the showroom, I ran my hands over the keys of all the new pianos...why I don't know, because I’m never happy to play new pianos….the keys are so stiff and unresponsive...the sales gentleman saw me, asked if I’d like to see the one they had just gotten in...in the back room… As soon as I saw it I fell in love...I sat down  and touched the keys. I knew it was mine….and they were so happy to see me buy it, they had no use for old used pianos. At no extra charge they shipped it to me and paid for the tuning!
I moved that piano five more times, and the fifth time was to my nephews home in Utah.   When I moved to Utah I had no room for it in my duplex, but it fit right in with the decor of my nephews home, which was just two doors down the street.  They tuned it up and took good care of it.
After a few years I moved back to California but left my baby grand with its new owners, it couldn't be moved again, and I knew they'd take good care of it and love it as much as I did.
I do miss it though, the music sat at just the right, eye level height, the keys were ivory, the soft touch and tone was magical…
I guess playing on this piano I have now sounds and feels so out of key, reminding me of my beautiful old friend I loved and lost.

June 17, 2018

Random Words...


Words layer, mounting refuge within lines
Cold then hot, seeking temperatures blind
There is no right, there is no wrong
Sing to me refrain, your beautiful song