The sun is shining. Children are running on the lawn in the soft breeze. Adults are seated beneath parasols. Someone strikes up a boombox.
Just a little music to add to the laughter, call of birds, and rustle of leaves in the trees.
First song: Tonight, I Celebrate My Love by Peabo Bryson and Roberta Flack
I double check my ears and hide my face from the awkward moment. When I judge it is safe to peer from my perch, it is lunchtime.
Probably time for some jazz.
Second song: Secret Lovers by Atlantic Starr
Everyone seems comfortable. No one seems to mind the lyrics. I might be hearing things.
Le Ciel est Bleu 