This week, just as Colton and I had mapped out what we were going to do on his days off, he called me from work and said, "Change of plans!" That phrase always makes me uneasy, but this time it was a happy surprise. Someone had donated a piano to our church and we needed to go out of town to pick it up! And, since Colton and I have started taking a turn hosting church services at our house (we attend a home church), our pastor agreed to let us bring the piano home so that I could learn to play. This has been a dream of mine for a long time!
It is absolutely beautiful. From what I have found, it was built sometime in the 1940's.
I couldn't believe it came with a gorgeous piano bench, as well! It could not be any more perfect. Just look at the needlework...
Colton's grandfather said the piano player at his church used to give lessons, and he is going to inquire Sunday as to whether she still does. I certainly hope so! If not, I'll be searching YouTube. If anyone knows of any good resources, please let me know in the comments!