What do harps and the elderly have in common?

Both are unforgiving and hard to get in and out of cars.

Collision

Where would you like to be right now if this was to happen tomorrow?

Ahoy Summer!

This means busting out the ghost legs. And probably more pictures of my tuckus. 

HOwwwwooooooooooooooo

What the eff. I'm a neglectful blogger. No wonder I can't kick up my heels and shake life by the shoulders in a brisk manner- I forget my convictions!

The moon was lovely and I came out of my little shell and sang and strangers who turn into comrades are just the best, especially when mixed with people you love being around.

I am close to quitting my day job and becoming a troubadour. 

Even if I don't, the moon was still lovely.