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Currently Listening to:"Summertime" Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong
I had forgotten how that line pulls at my soul every time I hear it. I don't care if it's Ella, Louis, Janis, or Me First. Something about the necessary mournfulness, the wrenching truth of that one sentiment. I've got nothin' to prove to you, this is just the way it is.
Summer isn't here yet. But spring, well spring is underway. They've predicted the first thunderstorm for today. I doubt it will come to pass, but god knows I love a thunderstorm. In no other place that I've lived, have I developed the tendency to walk around in the pouring rain.
But Denver.
Denver, I could walk your streets in the middle of the night, in the pouring rain, th ebitter cold or the blistering summer sun. And I have. Oh baby, I have. And I have found nothing quite so sweet as being soaking wet from a late spring thunderstorm. Not running, or even going somewhere. Just wandering around in the rain. The last time I did it was the summer before I left for Israel. A late night storm, I walked out of the house into the rain and walked in a spiral aruond my house. For an hour or more. I was drenched by the time I decided to go home. I tried to find an old post about it, but have failed... for now.
Enjoy the Daffodils
Currently Listening: "Choo Choo Ch'boogie" Louis Jordan
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