Sing a Song of Spring

It was a pretty nice day today in general and in specific.  I had wanted to grab another bowl of noodles, but my friend had no real interest.   So, we went to the usual place that we always go to.  Some people just never want to change- and perhaps it is up to me to change his mind.  Although they say no better than now, I have to say "next time,"this time.

Nothing else special, just a slow return to work (the writing of the second book yet again) and thinking of things far away but close.

I leave you with these two images of the Jefferson Market Garden, which I went to on the opening day of this year.

...and these lyrics from a song I just heard on the radio: "Do not sing; do not bloom! Spring is over. All singing must now be done." ("Singet nicht! Bluhet nicht! Lenz ist ja vorbei! Alles Singen ist nun aus!).

(But, knowing full well that Spring is here, and how I will continue to sing.)