Vince and I come to Avila Beach in Central California to escape the quiet tranquility of our country home in the hot Central Valley.
At the Friday night street fair this band attracts a crowd. Nobody could resist “Sweet Home Alabama,” no matter what their age.
People moved out of the way to let this couple dance.
They didn’t inhibit others from doing something different.
Vince noticed the mature gypsy queen. I tried to get close to her, but people kept crowding in between us as they danced their way across the street.
First one and then another, and my camera has a bit of a delay. So I would get her all lined up , snap the picture, someone walked in front of me, and click, the shutter opened. The results were interesting at times.
Sometimes they were downright laughable, but it was so noisy that you couldn’t hear yourself laugh.
I can’t hear her, can you? I hope you enjoyed the music we heard at the Avila Street Fair last Friday night. Tomorrow’s Friday. Want to go?
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