Just bedtime and we're listening to the weather which is forecasting snow. I visited with Mom today. Mom was dozy on the couch as I played the piano for a half hour. Then out ot the blue she came back to life and got up and beautifully played a selection from memory. I think I stirred that part of her brain. By the way I think Dorie said it was called Gloaming.
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