The Day The Organ Came!
Today, as you know, we Moved The Organ, that I bought yesterday for $30 at a garage sale. I've always thought the Spooky House could use an Organ, and I had thought that any of the ones in the House on the Rock Organ Room, would do well. But lacking one of those, I figured one would appear in time.
One did. At a garage sale in a tiny town in the middle of nowhere. The women said to make her an offer, on this old Church Organ, and I had no idea, nor inclination to spend a couple hundred $$ on it, but her daughter whispered "Give her $30, we want it OUT of here.." And darned if she didn't take it! My Horse Trainer friends Melissa and Paul rashly offered their horse trailer to move it in, and Woodsman Hans has a good nature, so off we went to get it today.
Th picture above is the horse trailer is of it in my driveway. This next one shows just how exactly difficult it might have been to get it there. Paul is my Hero of driving. (Tho in fairness, Melissa did say that I had not seen HER park a trailer yet, and ought to reserve judgement.)
Amazing. You see, this Organ was HEAVY, like several hundred pounds, and taking it up from the street was not an option. It is staying where it IS. Tho we did have to spend a couple hours re-arranging the rest of the room and the kitchen to accommodate it.
Cool or WHAT?? I love this thing! And make perfectly hideous noises on it! I want to play Bach's Tocatta and Fugue, at least that first bit, in a long black dress and veil......I shall have a party.
We brought Cabal along on this Adventure, as he likes this sort of thing. Or anything really, as long as he gets to ride along. I thought perhaps we could introduce him, in a controlled way, to the Bengals. Or not. You can't see it, but I am HOLDING that dog. Mim re-considered her position, And decided UP was good.
Her face kind of says it all. WHAT the HELL is that and WHY is it HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!?????????????
The funniest thing was Cabal trying to figure out where she WENT. Took him quite a while. Every so often he would come to me and do his Puzzled Face. Like "I found her! It's a CAT! I can get her! Help me!"
He spent the rest of the afternoon, happily, I believe, staring at her. Every so often he would run over and tell me about it.
It is good to have an Organ.
And HUGE thanks to Woodsman Hans, and Horsetrainers Melissa and Paul. I owe you guys!
Love and Music, of a sorts,