The radio with its old fashioned curves speaks of the romance of eras past, yet sings with the clarity of the best of modern technology.
The radio is good company upon these jocund summer days.
I set the radio volume to just below the level of the bird song around me place it into into my bicycle's basket. There it sits at a jaunty angle, singing the most beautiful jazz into the quiet suburban streets. At this time of day there is little traffic noise for it to compete with, and no roadworks yet either. There is something about the slight crackle to the music that enhances it for me, it is the accompaniment to my Saturday ride to Ben's house and I wouldn't have it any other way.
From giddy pop to stoic tones, the radio brings both mirth and the wisdom into our home.
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