There is always so much to do this time of year. Everyone and everything seems busy. The birds are nest building or egg sitting, insects are scurrying here and there as if there is no tommorow. Seeds need sowing, gardens need digging, weeds are growing, window sills need painting, rooms need decorating. No wonder I am a night owl, there aren't enough hours in the day.


But sometimes you just have to sit in the sun.

Or photograph pretty things.

Raining on Sunday

It ticks just like a Timex

It never lets up on you

Who said life was easy

The job is never through

It'll run us 'til we're ragged

It'll harden our hearts

And love could use a day of rest

Before we both start falling apart

Pray that it's raining on Sunday

Stormin' like crazy

We'll hide under the covers all afternoon

Baby whatever comes Monday

Can take care of itself

'Cause we got better things that we could do

When it's raining on Sunday

Your love is like religion

A cross in Mexico

And your kiss is like the innocence

Of a prayer nailed to a door

Oh surrender in much sweeter

When we both let it go

Let the water wash our bodies clean

And love wash our souls

Pray that it's raining on Sunday

Stormin' like crazy

We'll hide under the covers all afternoon

Baby whatever comes Monday

Can take care of itself

'Cause we got better things that we could do

When it's raining on Sunday

Pray that it's raining on Sunday

Stormin' like crazy

We'll hide under the covers all afternoon

Baby whatever comes Monday

Can take care of itself

'Cause we got better things that we could do

When it's raining on Sunday

When it's raining on Sunday

When it's raining on Sunday

Let it rain

I Love Paris/April in Paris

I love paris in the spring time

I love paris in the fall

I love paris in the summer when it sizzles

I love paris in the winter when it drizzles

I love paris every moment

Every moment of the year

I love paris, why oh why do I love paris

Because my love is here

April in Paris

Chestnuts in blossoms

Holiday tables

Under the trees

April in Paris

This is a feeling

No one can ever

Reprieve

I never knew the charm of spring

Never met it face to face

I never new my heart could sing

Never missed a warm embrace

'Til April in Paris

Whom can I run to

What have you done to

My heart...

I never knew the charm of spring

Never met it face to face

I never new my heart could sing

Never missed a warm embrace

'Til April in Paris

Whom can I run to

What have you done to

My... heart

The Story

All of these lines across my face

Tell you the story of who I am

So many stories of where I've been

And how I got to where I am

But these stories don't mean anything

When you've got no one to tell them to

It's true...I was made for you

I climbed across the mountain tops

Swam all across the ocean blue

I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules

But baby I broke them all for you

Because even when I was flat broke

You made me feel like a million bucks

You do

I was made for you

You see the smile that's on my mouth

It's hiding the words that don't come out

And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed

They don't know my head is a mess

No, they don't know who I really am

And they don't know what

I've been through like you do

And I was made for you...

All of these lines across my face

Tell you the story of who I am

So many stories of where I've been

And how I got to where I am

But these stories don't mean anything

When you've got no one to tell them to

It's true...I was made for you

An April Night

The moon comes up o’er the deeps of the woods,

And the long, low dingles that hide in the hills,

Where the ancient beeches are moist with buds

Over the pools and the whimpering rills;

And with her the mists, like dryads that creep

From their oaks, or the spirits of pine-hid springs,

Who hold, while the eyes of the world are asleep,

With the wind on the hills their gay revellings.

Down on the marshlands with flicker and glow

Wanders Will-o’-the-Wisp through the night,

Seeking for witch-gold lost long ago

By the glimmer of goblin lantern-light.

The night is a sorceress, dusk-eyed and dear,

Akin to all eerie and elfin things,

Who weaves about us in meadow and mere

The spell of a hundred vanished Springs.

Lucy Maud Montgomery

 

Firebird Fly

 love this song, it's been playing in my head over and over.  Thought I'd share:

She was counting out her tips and staring at the clock

When that jet black Pontiac slid into the parking lot

He walked in with a greasy grin

Said, "I'm needing something sweet"

She said, "Man, that Trans Am's the sweetest thing I've seen"

He said, "Honey let me take you for a ride"

She said, "Only if you let me drive"

Firebird fly, burn up the sky

Wanna hear that engine crying

Stomp on the gas, gotta go fast

Screaming into the night and

Leaving it all behind

Firebird fly

Stopped outside Phoenix for smokes and gasoline

He said, "Keep that motor running and wait right here for me"

She turned her head, smiled and said

"I've been waiting all my life"

Then she popped the clutch and in a cloud of dust

She left him high and dry

For the first time she could finally spread her wings

Down the highway you could hear her sing

Firebird fly, burn up the sky

Wanna hear that engine crying

Stomp on the gas gotta go fast

Screaming into the night and

Leaving it all behind

Firebird fly

Beginning Today….

I will share something I read with you my friends which I thought was something good and inspiring …

Beginning today. . .

I will no longer worry about yesterday.
It is in the past and the past will never change.
Only I can change by choosing to do so.

Beginning today. . .

I will no longer worry about tomorrow.
Tomorrow will always be there,
Waiting for me to make the most of it.
But I cannot make the most of tomorrow
Without first making the most of today.

Beginning today. . .

I will cherish each moment of my life.
I value this gift bestowed upon me in this world
I will unselfishly share this gift with others.
I will use this gift to enhance the lives of others.

Beginning today. . .

I will take a moment to step off the beaten path
And to revel in the mysteries I encounter.
I will face challenges placed before me
With courage and determination.
I will overcome the barriers that may hinder
My quest for growth and self-improvement.

Beginning today. . .

I will take life one day at a time,
One step at a time.
Discouragement will not be allowed to taint
My positive self-image, my desire to succeed
Or my capacity to love.

Beginning today. . .

I walk with renewed faith in human kindness.
Regardless of what has gone before,
I believe there is hope
For a brighter and better future.

Beginning today. . .

I will open my mind and my heart.
I will welcome new experiences.
I will meet new people.
I will not expect perfection from myself nor anyone else,
Perfection does not exist in an imperfect world.
Rather, I will applaud the attempt
to overcome human foibles.

Beginning today. . .

I am responsible for my own happiness
And I will do things that make me happy . . .
Admire the beautiful wonders of nature;
Listen to my favorite music;
Pet a kitten or a puppy;
Soak in a bubble bath . . .
Pleasure can be found in the most simple of gestures.

Beginning today. . .

I will learn something new;
I will try something different;
I will savor all the various flavors life has to offer.
I will change what I can and the rest I will let go.
I will strive to become the best me I can possibly be.