Big empty spot

Monsieur Weinbach is gone.  The strong men with pads and blankets came and took him away yesterday.  He went willingly and I let him go. He is moving on to a new owner who will play him with the ruthless energy a piano like that deserves.  The last few days I recorded (with my trusty Edirol) my favorite music: Shostokovich's Lullaby, Beethoven's Sonata Pathetique,  the Sketchbooks, Sonata in C sharp minor (Moonlight), Granados', Allegro De Concierto, Clemente's Six Progressive Variations, Schuman's Papillon.  I photographed different aspects of my Weinbach and between sight and sound, am willing to let him go.  

There's a big empty spot in the room where it stood.  The heavy dents in the carpet remain as a testament to the presence of sound that still hangs in the air.