Pearls Girl by Underworld churns its way into my brain from the computer speakers as I type this.
Love it.
Freaky.
Though it does not exactly fit the mood of the day. Too much sunshine outside. It is better suited to driving in foul weather. Some songs just suggest movement. Literal movement. This is one of them. 75 miles an hour on wet pavement. Yep. That about covers it.
The fruitless pear tree in the back yard is SO loaded with blossoms that it is casting almost total shade. (Ours is a lot taller than that one in the picture) It was a welcome place to plop my chair under and eat lunch a while ago with Sunny and Hamlet sitting on either side of me. Hamlet was less than impressed with my split pea soup leftovers, but Sunny eats almost anything and dispatched it with relish, thinking the cat a total fool. [She may be right.]
I've been WAY less than productive this week and it finally dawned on me that I most likely have Spring Fever. I can HEAR the plants growing in the yard. Yesterday the air was thick with ..... green .....
a certain humid green atmosphere that I could almost draw on in the air. Intoxicating. Soporific. Lethargy inducing.
No wonder the floor still needs mopping, and about 40 other chores await completion around here.
I'm too busy watching Spring... um... spring!
Love it.
Freaky.
Though it does not exactly fit the mood of the day. Too much sunshine outside. It is better suited to driving in foul weather. Some songs just suggest movement. Literal movement. This is one of them. 75 miles an hour on wet pavement. Yep. That about covers it.
The fruitless pear tree in the back yard is SO loaded with blossoms that it is casting almost total shade. (Ours is a lot taller than that one in the picture) It was a welcome place to plop my chair under and eat lunch a while ago with Sunny and Hamlet sitting on either side of me. Hamlet was less than impressed with my split pea soup leftovers, but Sunny eats almost anything and dispatched it with relish, thinking the cat a total fool. [She may be right.]
I've been WAY less than productive this week and it finally dawned on me that I most likely have Spring Fever. I can HEAR the plants growing in the yard. Yesterday the air was thick with ..... green .....
a certain humid green atmosphere that I could almost draw on in the air. Intoxicating. Soporific. Lethargy inducing.
No wonder the floor still needs mopping, and about 40 other chores await completion around here.
I'm too busy watching Spring... um... spring!