This evening a miraculous thing happened. All three of the other human beings in this house were sound asleep by about 8:00. I was in the midst of a baking project and could not quite retire at that time.
While waiting for the bread to rise, I scooted over to the beautifully sunset-lit music studio.
Hence began my [not-so]-late-night rendezvous with Peter T.
the young Tchaikovsky
A few weeks ago I decided on a music goal for the summer – to memorize one little piece each week. Here is my first pick: one of Peter Ilyich Tchaikovsky‘s lovely short tunes from his Children’s Album, entitled Sweet Dreams.
And with this I wish you just that…sweet dreams…
Is that actually you and your hands?
It is. They are.