I am so spoiled it isn't even funny. As happy as I am to have our newly named "Violette" back in our lives on Columbus Street; I seem to be missing my Monsieur Winkelmann even more. Most of it is him, but it is also the setting.
Imagine opening the front door to that view while you play. All three shuttered windows to the river are opened too.
The sunshine and river music creep in (even if you have to take the traffic too). We are a symphony. As grand as those days are; it's the rainy days when I feel like I could play forever. At the Chatette, we have our Piano Room. We are uncluttered. We move and breathe differently.
So many lessons. I've learned to live alone and love it. I've learned to live far away from loves in my life and make the most of it for what it is.
Somewhere in the distance, there's a missing magic. This morning, I'm reaching into these photos and hugging my Monsieur. I am there. I love him more. And yes...spoiled for this wonderful life.
Oui, Oui, and Oui...I commented to this on FB-but it's shown up here too. Love you Jim-Moi
Posted by: Laury Bourgeois | September 28, 2015 at 02:28 PM