Homesickness

 

Dear friends of piano music,

it went even faster than feared. On our evening walk I admired a friend's roses. Then she gave us one of those wonderfully fragrant flowers, which we carefully carried home and immediately put in a bowl of water. But the next morning you saw that the flower, stripped of its natural environment, had lost much of its beauty and vitality.

Even though we humans are far more complex beings, with possibilities for compensation and adaptation, it is no coincidence that this uprooted rose blossom reminds me of Grieg's “homesickness”.

It is probably also a kind of "homesickness" that we are currently feeling. The longing for our everyday life, for the carefree get-together with relatives and friends. Grieg is able to comfort a little, I think.

Kind regards Kerstin