One beautiful summer day, at the nearby port of Fredericia in Jutland. The plan was to capture a few old ships, moored for their final task: Scrapping. Quite unexpectedly, the editor ran into a whole different world: A large part of the old harbor area has been turned into micro gardens, gardens build of pallet-frames. Each one interested seems to be getting his or her’s own spot to plant vegetables, apple trees or just to keep a few flowers around a bench. The result is a diverse sea of colors and shapes and scents. Beautiful. And there was this piano. An old and definitely worn out piano, probably not serving other purposes than being a giant flower case.
Think about the music it once played and the people it pleased with it, making them happy. It immediately became my favorite piano. Together with another one who stood nearby, quite close to the pier.