| When I saw this trio of young buskers I was suddenly thrown back to the "summer of love" - 1967 - and it made me realize that ideas and movements that were ignited then never really died but that fragments of that time still float around and seeds that were planted then continue to bear fruit. I hope these kids made it home safely. |  |
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Where was home?
Cheerful expressions.
Yes, this brings me back to those times, and you are 100% correct. Here in the San Francisco Bay area we are looking back with exhibits, concerts, and films. The vibe of those days is all around me. I even bought tie die!
Fine shots
Every Summer should be The Summer of Love.
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