There’s a very strange phenomenon going on outside the window. I noticed it this morning, in fact, I noticed it last night, but I thought I was hallucinating or overtired or something and convinced that it wouldn’t last longer than a couple of hours, I blew it off and went to bed. So, when I woke up this morning (to the delicious sight of my freshly showered and shaved husband in a freshly ironed white dress shirt and boxers, yum) and saw it again out the window, I thought I’d better not acknowledge what was going on in the hopes that by ignoring it, it would not notice that I had noticed it. It was still there when we left the house, and I have tempted fate by allowing the phenomenon to dictate that I DID NOT PUT ON A JACKET.
I’m pretty sure it can’t last, but I’m a cockeyed optimist and I can’t get it out of my head.*
It’s a cloudless, robin’s-egg-baby-blue sky. With sunshine, that elusive tease. We may finally be having a summer day. Ssshhh…don’t scare it away.
Really, REALLY Good Writing Out There Right Now: Hippy Pappy Bthuthdth Thuthda Bthuthdy
*plus I figure trying a little reverse psychology on the sun can’t hurt.