“At that hour Federico would not go to sleep. He would open his balcony doors. He would pull the blind and start writing, according to him, until the light of dawn; he would close the balcony doors and then he would fall asleep. He undoubtedly slept deeply, because at home there was no silence. In those summers at the Huerta de San Vicente Federico did not yet have the piano. I never heard him play the guitar in the Farmhouse. We had a gramophone and he played a lot of classical music, especially Bach and Mozart and deep song… Federico would not go to sleep. He would open his balcony doors. He would pull the shutter and start writing, according to him, until the light of dawn”.