It's a Joni Mitchell day. Snowy nights and cloudy afternoons call for Joni's Blue album.
The yard had some new blossoms this morning. Sometimes if you look close enough at things they become a bit more magnificent. Lunch with mom, she ate coconut korma I had tikka masala, we talked. I usually talk a lot with her because she can be quiet, I feel bad because I go on and on as if she had slipped me speed, but most times I am with people who do all the talking and I listen, it's nice to talk sometimes. Mom will listen for a while but she knows when my words are just words and will switch the internal channel to a worry or a rerun of the last Fox News rant. I love her.
Locked myself out of the house.
Drove to Natalie's work to grab her keys.
Camera was conveniently in the passenger seat.
Stuck in traffic: this was me making lemonade out of lemons.