My friend David Miller sent me this digital photo he took over the weekend, somewhere in the San Francisco Bay Area. Click on the picture for the full-size image.
I have been sitting…and sitting…and sitting…just looking at this young woman. She is so fresh she appears to be right out of the cellophane wrapper.
I think I love her. I love her face, her body, her green Chuck Taylors.
As I've been looking at her, the lyrics to the song have been running through my head: "I had a date with a pretty ballerina, her hair so brilliant that it hurt my eyes."
Somewhere a mountain is moving, yes indeed.
Ciao.
1 comment:
I have been trying to track down this song for the last 33 years! I can't believe you have such a recording. it's slightly different to the commercial version, but, oh how sweet it is to finally hear it, to find it!
Lots of love, Leslie xxxxxxx
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