Can you make out that old man wheeling my blanket-wrapped piano into my building?
Wednesday, our new used piano was delivered. It is a white Hanlet 6-octave.
This was around flight of steps #5. They carried it all the way up using straps that went around their backs. Up and around all the landings.
Here's the grandfather and the grandson - you don't see the father on the other end...
15 minutes later...
Thursday afternoon, getting home from school, right at it again.
I feel lucky to have found a compact affordable solution to my 2-decade piano dream.
Ironically, being in a small apartment seems to have one great advantage - the piano is front and center and not in the basement or up against a discreet wall out of the way someplace.
It is very soft compared to the piano I was raised on, and it feels smooth under my fingertips, light, resonant. Everytime I walk past, I am elated.
