Gently touching the piano keys and singing little melodies, what a wonderful way to begin a day.
The dissection of the many noises blending throughout my house in the natural stirrings of any given morning is usually nil, but on this particular morning, my attention was riveted with Charlotte's sweet music. The truest form of sunbeam music.
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That picture is so sweet.
I loved playing my little 'ditties', so my grandmother called my songs, on the piano as a girl. Actually, I still love it.
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