Monday, May 19, 2014
Peonies and Peeps
So the heat wave in Los Angeles has broken, and the breeze rustling the palms is decidedly cooler. It's glorious outside, which is a good thing because I'm off to yet another baseball game. After I dropped Oliver off for his pre-game practice, I lowered the windows in my sexy Mazda and cranked up my song du jour, the Byrd's Here Without You, those harmonies, the memories it stirs up, what ties us to another.
It's all a big, fat mystery. We're mules with burdens and impossibly free.
P.S. My peeps: I changed my comment form to a pop-up window. Please let me know if that helps the situation.