And you can see them there, On Sunday morning They stand up and sing about what it’s like up there They call it paradise I don’t know why You call someplace paradise, kiss it goodbye The Eagles – The Last Resort Thanks for the great tunes Glenn Fry. 1948-2016 La Jolla. Place is like paradise. […]
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La Costa Farms & Flowers – La Costa
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run; To bend with apples the mossed cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With […]