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Lovely Things
Apr. 5th, 2011 02:52 pmLife can be startling sometimes. There is a piano in the cafe on the second floor. Sometimes there are players at night, especially on weekends. Today the owner's grandson, about 15, came over to my table and asked if I'd mind if he practiced on the piano (I was the only customer upstairs). I said it was cool with me because I figured he'd been playing for at least a few years and it wouldn't be an agony.
He's been playing for about an hour and now half the patrons in the cafe are up here so they can hear him better. He asked me if I had a request and the only thing I could think of was Somewhere Over the Rainbow, lol. It was lovely.
It's a beautiful day here. The sky is baby blue, there isn't a cloud in sight, and my latte was PERFECT.
He's been playing for about an hour and now half the patrons in the cafe are up here so they can hear him better. He asked me if I had a request and the only thing I could think of was Somewhere Over the Rainbow, lol. It was lovely.
It's a beautiful day here. The sky is baby blue, there isn't a cloud in sight, and my latte was PERFECT.