I'm in a reflective mood these days, and more often than not, I find myself reaching for time-travel music. Sometimes the memories are funny; other times, they need accompaniment that's meditative and properly fluid. Melancholy, even.
Frank's gently weeping Watermelon In Easter Hay is one such wistful melody, the perfect soundtrack for tea and raindrops.
Bon Weekend, everyone.
(H/T boondock78)
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