Not much time this morning for thinking or writing. I overslept, or underawoke, or something. Barely time for oatmeal and coffee and a quick hello to the world. Barely time to hear Louis Armstrong sing All of Me. Whenever I hear Louis Armstrong scat sing it reminds me of my notion that it would be difficult for Germans to do so. Scat singing doesn't go well with hard constant sounds. Anyway, no time for such notions this morning. I'm running late, just like that white rabbit in that story.
You know, it's very hard to work with this outside the window.
Distractingly cute. She's, like, three feet away from me. I could reach out and pet her, if I broke the window.
Also, that's my Prius. She's cute too, in her own way.
Hello, friends. How are you today?
Later. Love.
