Well, all of a sudden it's May, and it's spring becoming summer, and we (as in my camera and I), are finally coming out of hibernation. I think. Maybe.
A trip to the lake a few weeks back with our kiddos, plus one who feels like a brother from another mother, helped to clear the cobwebs. Add in some strumming and singing on the porch and already high spirits were lifted even higher...
well, i love you so dearly, i love you so clearly | i wake you up in the mornin' so early | just to tell you i got the wanderin' blues | i got the wanderin' blues | and i'm gonna quit these ramblin' ways | one of these days soon and i'll, and i'll sing | the littlest birds sing the prettiest songs | the littlest birds sing the prettiest songs | the littlest birds sing the prettiest songs | the littlest birds sing the prettiest songs. (be good tanyas)
