They were fantastic here! The top plate of the pony wall was the perfect table. We were often serenaded by the lady and her friends across the street. She was a member of the Philharmonic, and often taught lessons outside. Some were pretty screechy, but we were still entertained. Very, very ‘James Bay’!
And we never knew what we were going to see on Powell Street!
The backyard was quiet and lush. A great change of pace. No, this isn’t Florida.
63 and free 
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