Piano

An early birthday present.

A 1930s Armstrong upright piano.  It's old, needs some serious TLC and cleaning.  A few of the keys are broken.  It could stand to be tuned.  There's no bench.  I think the quiet pedal is broken.

But it plays! When we moved to Hawaii, I had all but given up on the idea of having a piano.  Then this baby showed up at our local thrift store.

Now I can just swivel my chair between the computer and the piano and click away on whatever key strikes my fancy!