Where I Want to Be.

I want to live here, on the French countryside.

And listen to Vivaldi all day long. 

And hike.

This also put me in the mood to listen to Rachmaninoff's  Symphony No. 2. I love him. I'm adding his biography to my list of summer must reads.  

"Young Rachmaninoff. Note the hands."

"a period of severe depression that lasted three years, during which he wrote virtually no music...1900, Rachmaninoff began a course of autosuggestive therapy with psychologist Nikolai Dahl, himself an amateur musician. Rachmaninoff quickly recovered confidence and overcame his writer's block. A result of these sessions was the composition of Piano Concerto No. 2 (Op. 18, 1900–01), dedicated to Dr. Dahl"