@brittarnhild
Thank you for the comments and emails. I knew you where there, of course I knew. It just felt so lonely when I didn´t hear anything from you......if you see what I mean.
I will keep on with the path which is mine, the path where I blog about life, about living, about being a human being on this Mother Earth of ours. The path where I blog about the small things in my tiny little corner of the world, and the path which takes me out, east of the sun, west of the moon.
And to start with I will share with you a secret photo which I have on my phone, a photo I took last time I visited my parents. My mother knows that I always ask her to play the piano when I am there, and this time she could tell me that the night before she had started practicing on a new piece of music. "It is difficult though" she said, "and I am not mastering it yet. And there are so many pages, it is hard both to play and to turn the sheets."
My father sat in the sofa with me and Terje. When my mother started to play he smiled, just the way he can smile. "Isn´t she great!" he whispered, and then he walked over to the piano to help with the turning.
Some days ago I shared with you my brother´s video of mother playing Grieg. Here is another one, this time Sibelius is the composer. Again my brother is behind the camera.
