Posts Tagged ‘Dream a Little Dream of Me’

  1. What a Delight

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    September 9, 2016 by admin

    Correction: The cleome behind the benches at Women’s Gate are not yet dead, as reported yesterday. They must have been watered after I left the park and have sprung back to life. There even appears to be some new growth. For the astilbe, alas, there was no resurrection.

    It is Fashion Week in NYC; the park sported many more willowy blondes than usual. One of them, in a purple summer dress with heavy black shoes, started me off with $1.25, including a Susan B.

    I played in the sun by Bethesda Fountain for 90 minutes. More hot and humid than is really good for me, I stopped for water breaks every 20 rather than my usual 30 minutes. Three women tossed change in the fountain nearby. One of them, from California, said, “I love the ukulele. I’ve been playing one for about a year.”

    “So how about a hula? Then we’ll see what you can do.”

    She peeled a fiver from a wad of bills in her purse. “Little Grass Shack?” she requested.

    She danced beautifully, with all the hand motions apropos to the lyric. When I handed her my uke, she strummed a few practice chords, then softly sang a jazzy version of “Dream a Little Dream of Me.” I sang even softer backup.

    A young bearded man in a cap, a Turk, stood a few feet in front of me and shot video. I gave him a show; he gave me 51 cents.

    A group of teenagers from Ecuador happily danced to “The Hukilau Song.” They just as happily walked away.

    A trim 40-something man in a white suit and panama hat put a dollar in my case. A 60-something woman, who had been listening from the shade of the benches, gave me a dollar and said, “What a delight to hear you on this fine afternoon.”

    Aloha to that.