Thank you for posting this beautiful rendition of Rustle of Spring. My mom would play this for me. She was born during the depression and learning the piano allowed her to live outside of her world. When she played this piece she seemed to especially put her entire heart and soul into it. Mom died this past May, but when I close my eyes and listen we're back in our living room and she's at the keyboard, playing just for me. Thank you for this gift of spirit.
+Julie Gangloff You and your mother are right, beautiful worlds exists simultaneously with ours and music acts as the portal, transcending the confines of time and space. It's an honor to be a part of this beautiful memory you shared with her.
Thank you for posting this beautiful rendition of Rustle of Spring. My mom would play this for me. She was born during the depression and learning the piano allowed her to live outside of her world. When she played this piece she seemed to especially put her entire heart and soul into it. Mom died this past May, but when I close my eyes and listen we're back in our living room and she's at the keyboard, playing just for me. Thank you for this gift of spirit.
+Julie Gangloff You and your mother are right, beautiful worlds exists simultaneously with ours and music acts as the portal, transcending the confines of time and space. It's an honor to be a part of this beautiful memory you shared with her.
sehr schön , ach ja Frühling