CHAPTER 2 - SMELLS AND MEMORIES
Chapter 2 Smells and Memories May 20, 2016 - Vienna, Austria - Morning Like ripples in the water, Like honey through the hives, Like weeds among the garden, Are echoes spreading from our lives. Meyer Ernst stopped in front of the creaky wooden door to his violin shop on the Strozzigasse in Vienna and took a deep breath as he let the morning cool of late-spring fill his lungs. The air was fragrant with flora and heavy with ghosts of rain from the evening before. He could sense the city coming to life around him as up and down the street merchants unlocked their doors and opened their shops. His door, a heavy old wooden door, was made out of sturdy oak and glass, and had many scratches and grooves from years of wear and tear. In faded gold lettering, the words, “ Ernst Family Fine Stringed Instruments and Repairs. M. Ernst - Luthier and Archetier. ” greeted clients and friends. His shop was a whimsical faded stone building that had originally been built as a home fo...