The other day, while I was roaming at the pond, and while everyone, mostly, was roasting their bodies on the beach (a very respectable pastime definitely, but I am keeping my skin as milky white as poss.), this 'mature' couple had sat comfortably with their backs to the beach, facing the lively pond, with a little table set for lunch (couldn't see their actual meal), and accompanied by a chilled bottle of white wine(I could see that). I thought, how perfect, the only thing missing for total and absolute perfection being a string quartet playing something maybe Vivaldi-ish. And then two days later I was siting at the park in our neighborhood, eating the most delicious 'Holy Crepe', and enjoying a string quartet. I wonder if they were there too.