It's all cherry blossom time up in here. There's an invisible and surely monstrous jasmine hedge blooming on the corner of Ocean and Water, which I pass on the way to the gym. That friend who's going to France, I spent a minute directing her to sites all over the 11th and 12th and dug this out:
Charles Trenet, Le temps de cerises. She can listen to
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