Tuning the Mind
Last night a piano-tuner visited our house to tune the old piano we had recently been given by a friendly neighbor. When the neighbor told us about the piano I was a bit uncertain whether I wanted to have it; I couldn’t even make sense of his explanation of what it looked like. It sounded oddly low in stature. But when I finally saw it I was amazed by its beauty. It was really just some centimeters higher than the level of tangents, but made of exquisite reddish tree with beautiful flowing structure. I loved it and it fitted well into our living room. Read the rest of this entry »