Coming up the stairs tonight,
after a fabulous weekend,
a breath of really fresh air came through
the attic window and ruffled my hair.
After the hot thundery weather today,
it was as if someone had given me
an ice lolly to eat.
Delicious.
The weekend brought many good things.
Friendship,
love, laughter.
Songs by Joan Baez and dreams of Glastonburys gone.
Balloons and *that* breeze.
I love weekends.
Todays image, via Google.
Not one thing I don't love about Joan Baez's voice.
Not one. :)
