When I was young, I learned to play piano on an old upright. The piano
was beautiful...a true oldie but goodie. A few years ago, Mark and I started talking about
getting a piano and we both agreed that we would own a piano some day.
Over the past couple of years we did a little piano browsing here and
there and we looked at some shiny new pianos and modern used pianos, but
my heart kept remembering this beautiful old piano gathering dust in my
parents' basement. After showing Mark the piano, he agreed that one day
the piano could come to live at our house. While the piano appeared to
just need a little cleaning and polishing on the outside, the inside was
a different story. Being over 100 years old, the piano was definitely showing its age on the inside.
After a consultation with a piano tuner and restorer, we learned that
the piano would never hold a tuning to the correct pitch unless it had
major restoration done on its pins, strings, actions and dampers. None
of which would be cheap, but a new piano isn't cheap either. After
waiting, discussing, budgeting and waiting some more, we finally made the call for restoration to begin. On a beautiful October morning, the piano left its
home at the farm and began its journey to our house. |
1 comment:
Very cool! Enjoy!
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