The other day I did something I haven’t done in a long time. I sat down and played the piano.
I haven’t had my piano tuned since I moved it to Kansas five years ago. You’re supposed to let them sit for a year after moving them before tuning. I kept having it moved around in the house but I think it has a permanent home in the sunporch now so it’s time to get it tuned.
And it needs to be tuned. It’s not like I’m an expert pianist but I am better than it sounds at the moment. It seems like I’m hitting more wrong notes than is possible. So, the next time I’m at that passage I’m trying to remember which key is closer to tune. Needless to day, it’s not always pretty.
It was good to play again. I used to play almost every day. I was reminded the other day what a great stress reliever it is.
There’s nothing like banging out some hymns written with shape notes to relieve one’s stress.