Tuesday, February 8, 2011

I'm Sorry


........I've neglected you. I've missed running my fingers over your beautiful white keys. Things will change, I promise.

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10 comments:

  1. Is that your piano? You have one of those gorgeous "Love" artworks from Mondo Cherry. Very classy...

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  2. I've always wanted to learn how to play the piano. I was teaching myself when we lived at Oak Cottage. There was an old piano in the back room, but alas, we had to move and there's no piano here . . .

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  3. One day I would love to learn to play the piano. Yours looks so lovely.

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  4. millie-

    you are
    gorgeous,
    bright,
    funny/witty
    kind,
    nurturing,
    and a PIANIST ?????

    bravo my dearest
    bravo
    xxxxx hugs

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  5. Just when I thought I knew everything....hmmmm. You are one talented lady & I miss you.
    xo Lisa

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  6. I've always wished I could play piano. My husband can play beautifully and one day we will buy ourselves one and I will have no excuses not to learn!
    Lovely to see where your LOVE button artwork lives!
    Clare x

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  7. my little nephew luc is 14 and he is really becoming a super star... i am sure you are as well...
    miss you...
    but i know you are always near sweet friend xx

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  8. Wish I knew how. have fun! ill imagine you sitting there making beautiful music. Fiona

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  9. I've always wanted to play the piano, but sadly I do not have the piano-gene! Just yesterday Dan found a baby grand piano on craigslist for $300- it was a beaut, just needed some work. I had to remind him that neither of us knows how to play, so that would make one BIG accessory!

    please play us something and put us a video! I'm so impressed you can play!

    xojoan

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  10. Millie you are a mystery woman!! Talent galore!! I do not have the music gene, I adore piano music!

    xoxo
    Karena
    Art by Karena

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And none will hear the postman's knock
Without a quickening of the heart.
For who can bear to feel himself forgotten?
~W.H. Auden