I walked from Miller's Landing to the flagged bridge in Old Mill, then back by the Schwab. This time there were three generations of women who watched and applauded by rendition of "Lobster Quadrille".
I don't do all the chorus lines, "will you/won't you, would not/could not", just half of them. I know how short my attention span is, and I wouldn't expect my audience to have more.
After I left the stage, the six year old granddaughter got up and her mom turned on some rousing rock music for her to dance to.
Forty degrees with a slight breeze. Note to self: Bring gloves.
I don't do all the chorus lines, "will you/won't you, would not/could not", just half of them. I know how short my attention span is, and I wouldn't expect my audience to have more.
After I left the stage, the six year old granddaughter got up and her mom turned on some rousing rock music for her to dance to.
Forty degrees with a slight breeze. Note to self: Bring gloves.
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