Aquatic Park

On the softness of her laugh

I could almost make my bed


This is a line in a song. I found it written on a scrap of paper on the desk, in my youngest child's writing. I often find things like this, since she is always learning new songs on her guitar or keyboard. It's by a band called Copeland. I know nothing about them. Just that I appreciate the beauty of that little string of words together.

The picture was taken at Aquatic Park, San Francisco in 1964. From the library archives. Dig the radio! Alcatraz in the background.