He looked at her lying there, entranced by her sensuous curves, her golden glow. But it was her voice that really moved him—sometimes soft and sexy, sometimes wild with abandon. Whatever his mood, she matched it. He lifted her lovingly to his lips. Tonight they would make beautiful music together. Harry and his trumpet.
Monday, February 22, 2010
Not An Easy Gig.
The girls had Friday off from school, so they came with us to rehearsal. I took these fotos on our walk down Tecolote. I was glad I had the camera to get a shot of the gas guy carrying a gas canister up the hill. Not an easy gig. The foto of the orchestra is taken from backstage upstairs where the girls hideout during rehearsal. Maestro Batiz working with the OSUG.
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