Annie and I walked in Valle Crucis park yesterday after work. It was there we discovered a common fascination for the swallows currently nesting in bluebird boxes. The swallows glide over the grassy fields in search of food. Their movements captivate Annie's mind as she contemplates their potential capture. My allure to the avians is more errant. I take perverse pleasure in saddling up to the boxes and riling the protective parents into dive bombing me till I either get the photo I want. I'm such a giant:)
I'm listening to Janis Joplin this morning which fuels my rebellious mood.
I would love to be able to scream like Janis...It would make me feel good.
Whatcha listening to?
