A Concert At the Park

"The notes I handle no better than many pianists. But the pauses between the notes-ah, that is where the art resides." -Arthur Schnabel

Last Saturday was Jonah's first piano recital since returning to piano lessons. His teacher planned a delightful "Nature Recital". All of the recital pieces were based on nature, and the venue was in a bowery at a park. So cute! The torrential rain almost ruined our afternoon of music, but the sun eventually came out. It was freezing but dry.

The smell of cow poop wafted in from the neighboring pastures. Llamas from said pastures wandered back and forth as the performers played. Some pianists were even serenaded by eager magpies who were obviously touched by the music. Ahhh nature, in all its uninhibited glory. 

Jonah did a beautiful job. His piece: As Morning Dawns. He worked so hard to have it perfectly memorized, and his performance was flawless. I hope I have trained my children adequately. I hope that all of my kids encourage their children to pursue music, because the thought of ever being done with these marvelous little recitals really just breaks my heart. Feces aroma or not, I will always love watching those little ones get up there and plunk or bow away. No matter the venue, no matter the weather.