A vital organ

We had a chance yesterday afternoon to learn how a pipe organ works, so despite my uncertainty that I felt strong enough after that Big Evil Virus to be able to fully appreciate a field trip, off we went.

It was really worth the gamble, though. Phil, the organist, showed us pipes, keys, buttons, foot pedals, switches, secret doors, chimes and, literally, all the bells and whistles associated with that amazing musical instrument. There were so many knobs and buttons I thought it looked a little like an airline cockpit. Fiona didn't.

Phil played softly. He played loudly. He even played Bach using only his feet! It's amazing what an affinity for music and practice, practice, practice can yield. Hearing Phil play didn't make me yearn to play the organ, but it did make me eager to get our new-to-us piano tuned. Music is a beautiful gift, and definitely something we want in our family life every single day.