The Beauty of Romania

A gorgeous valley just stretching out.

I was recently impressed with some of the beautiful things about Romania. We left on the 19th of August for a quick trip to Targoviste to take care of some business things and I had a ladies retreat to attend.

We left very early that Thursday morning after having carefully carried all the tomato plants inside and arranged them on a tarp, put out enough dog food for a month and water for 2 weeks for Bago, packed the car, and carried the kiddo out we left.  It was a long, long drive.

A village in the mountains.

A village in the mountains.

Narrow, winding roads.

The trip was lightly longer than anticipated since Paul took advantage of the morning “golden hour” and shot some great photos.

Another beautiful thing about Romania is this piece that my uncle recently asked me to get for him. I’ve had a terrible time finding it. This is a ballad written by George Enescu, considered to be the greatest Romanian composer. As is true with many of Romania’s greats, he found refuge and support more readily in France than his own country. He spent most of his adult life in France and died there. The actual printed music I found was printed in France, not Romania. This was surprizing to both me and my uncle. How can a country that has such a great composer not have an outlet for the printed music of that composer? I’m sure I’m missing something that’s behind the scenes.

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