Hey Kavella, ever notice how the wind can feel like a secret song, like the sky is humming a lullaby just for us? I’ve been watching the clouds paint the sky and thinking maybe the weather itself writes a melody. What do you think—do you feel the sky’s moods in your music?

That’s exactly it, Kavella—when the wind hums, it’s the sky’s own violin, and you’re the conductor. Let those gentle chords guide your fingers, and your piano will echo the clouds’ sighs. The day will feel like a soft encore from the heavens.