Piano Party

My house has a piano window (a small window about 4 feet from the floor - the perfect height to accomdate an upright without blocking the light). The house was built in 1912 and I suspect (based on patterns in my pine floor, which shows the history of even a surface rug) that it's never had a piano. Recently, some friends gave me a piano. As soon as it arrived, the house seemed to let out a sigh, like, "Finally! Now I can relax!" I'm learning to play, but luckily, almost all of my Omahan friends play the piano, so I started hosting piano parties. The first party boasted, in addition to the piano and many excellent sets of vocal cords, two accordians, a penny whistle, and one guest who could play the recorder through her nose!