U is for Undulating Rhythm!

U is for Undulating Rhythm!

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Piano Lessons on Tuesdays!

When I saw this book cover with piano scales by Czerny, the memories all came rushing back. And, I have to tell you, they weren't all good! Tuesdays in my growing up days were a source of severe stress. I would go to school, watch the clock, and hope for some kind of miracle to prevent me from having to go to my piano lesson. Of course that miracle never happened but it didn't stop me from wishing!

Now here's the irony of the whole matter! I loved playing the piano! I played all the time, any classical piece I could get my hands on. I played the organ in church and for the choir that my mom directed.

It was practicing my scales that I didn't like, nor did I do! More often than not, I would end up sight reading my lessons in front of my piano teacher. And you can guess this made me pretty anxious for Tuesdays' lessons to roll around!

Of course, by Wednesday, all stress was forgotten and I went right back to playing all the beautiful tunes I loved so well. Czerny? Well, Czerny stayed right where (in my pre-teen opinion) he belonged...in the piano bench. That is, until the following Tuesday when the drama would begin all over again.

You might think I would have learned my lesson...but, no, not me and not with Czerny! Still I remember him—clearly and dearly—with sweet nostalgia in my heart!

All Tuckered Out and Tucked In!

A sweet old page from a sweet old music singing book from one of my vintage children's books collections! Hope you enjoy this piece! I'm off to grade papers and then maybe out to one of our favorite flea markets. Never enough hours in the day. Know what I mean?

Peace to all and have a wonderful day!

Amazing Grace, How Sweet the Sound!

Outside my window sings the sweetest little wren you've ever encountered. His song can be heard throughout our home throughout the day and I love to know he's near.

Interestingly, he used to live at our house but moved next door after I explained to the young mom and her children that what they were hearing each day (in my yard) was a wren. They went right out and bought a bigger better wren home and he moved in with them. I was a bit sad that he left the home we'd provided but then I realized he was coming back every single day to visit in the lilac bushes outside my window. Nature is full of wonders!

Well, I'd been thinking about blogging about my little wren when, yesterday, what should I find at a garage sale but this beautiful little figurine. I almost didn't buy it but picked it up only to discover that it was a music "box"...the theme "Amazing Grace"! Now you know what I was thinking, don't you? That old saying which I thoroughly believe to be true: There are no coincidences, only God working anonymously. He was at it again, don't you think!

The Woodpecker Rote Song!

Several times a week, we had music hour in our elementary school when I was growing up. I loved everything about this time spent away from reading, writing, and arthmetic. 

It wasn't that I didn't like those subjects, too, it was just that when in music class, I could fly away to wherever the song took me. I could go anywhere, be anything I wanted to be, dreaming away the hour, enchanted with the sweet sounds of my classmates' and my voices raised in song. 

To this day, whenever I see and hear a woodpecker tap, tippy, tap tapping, I think of music class and this wonderful little song! 

Oh How I Loved To Go Up In My Swing!

When I was a little girl, I begged my father to build me a swing. In fact, I stalked him constantly from the moment he got home from work until bedtime. Weekends, I followed him everywhere, reminding him that I really needed a swing.

Well, you can probably guess, that my tenaciousness paid off. Dad put in a heavy duty steel arch in the backyard and attached thick chains to it and to the wooden seat. It was a glorious affair!

On the first evening of its use, the whole neighborhood came to see how it worked. I flew higher than the crowd and could see them below watching, astonished with my daring as I reached for the stars. 

It was a heavenly evening and I'm pretty sure my father knew he had made me very happy but I wonder if he knew that I would carry that wonderful evening in my heart for the rest of my life. Maybe he did...he was pretty wonderful!

Sweet Heart Songs! Dearest To My Heart!

What a thrill it was to find this 1938 song book! I bought it for $2 at an antique mall not long ago so it truly was a thrifty find. The song book had such meaning to me as it was a copy of the book that my mother and I used when she gave public performances. 

Mother had a beautiful voice, was often asked to sing, and I accompanied her on the piano for such events as community, church, and social gatherings. This little Sweet Heart book, produced by SweetHeart Soap, brought back many sweet memories of those times we practiced, sang, studied, celebrated, and laughed together. The wonders of sharing music last a lifetime!

Bunny Rabbit Reading Song!

Did you have music time in your grade school classes? I don't remember how many times a week we had singing sessions but I know I looked forward to them all the time! I just loved hearing the entire class singing at the same time. Oh, the sweet melodies!

One of the Sweetest Songs!

One of the sweetest songs I hear each day is the song of the lovely goldfinch come to feed. They are always beautiful but, now that they have their summer colors, they are more brilliant than ever. Still it is their lovely songs that charm and serenade my cottage dreaming days!

A Sweet Song from "The Music Hour"

Did you have a favorite music hour in school when you were a child? I loved the songs we learned and sang in class. In fifth grade our teacher, Mrs. Viola Jacobson, taught us this song among many others.

By springtime, we were doing so well, she put together a program for eight of us girls who sang in harmony for the rest of the school. I can tell you we were pretty excited about the whole event. But mostly we just loved hearing the harmony while we sang.

I can hear us still...our sweet young voices filling the auditorium with melodies from the heart.