Ricordanza Replay

Time to reflect and stretch and ponder, and reflect and stretch, and catch the evening breeze through the open windows of this flat, here in North East London. It's a purpose built modern block, with a solid feel, and flowers and tended plants outside. Also a surprising abundance of trees. It's cold tonight though, but I opened the windows earlier to let in some fresh air, and dispel some cooking smells - a regular and vital task especially in a smallish place, which this is. Lovely to sense the fresh air just drifting in and doing its stuff.

Feeling grainy, tired, frustrated, caught between feeling full/satisfied and yet empty tonight - but just now wonderfully rested and healed by "Ricordanza", the 9th. Transcendental Study by Liszt, in the dream key of A Major. The whispering runs, curling and looping up and down the keyboard, suspended in time and space, the soft, delicious edible chords accompanying the soft melody as it plies its delicious trade, on this crisp Spring evening. Ahhhh, and now time for coffee...There's always time for bliss. I think I will go back and replay Ricordanza.