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Just love those Sunday afternoons. A time with nothing to do, no place to go, no people to see. Time for delicious laziness and carefree leisure. I search on Youtube, our collective memory vault, fishing for songs from the 70s. Music of the Eagles, Carol King and Bread. Turn up the volume, let the music flow. Easy listening on Sunday afternoon is a family tradition. dating back to childhood. A sacred weekend ritual of lying on the window sill, listening to Father’s LPs, while I savored the scent of Mom’s home cooking. All the while soaking in the sun. Content like a cat.
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Jan 6, 2019
Jan 6, 2019 at 6:28 PM UTC
Lazy Sunday Afternoon
Just love those Sunday afternoons. A time with nothing to do, no place to go, no people to see. Time for delicious laziness and carefree leisure. I search on Youtube, our collective memory vault, fishing for songs from the 70s. Music of the Eagles, Carol King and Bread. Turn up the volume, let the music flow. Easy listening on Sunday afternoon is a family tradition. dating back to childhood. A sacred weekend ritual of lying on the window sill, listening to Father’s LPs, while I savored the scent of Mom’s home cooking. All the while soaking in the sun. Content like a cat.
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Jan 6, 2019
Jan 6, 2019 at 6:28 PM UTC
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