with my little eye something with little pink flowers.
The cherry blossoms are upon us. They take my breath away.
I've been working up in Seattle the past couple of days. Coming home last night I drove out of Seattle at dusk. I was feeling ho-hum about the long drive when suddenly Mount Rainier popped into view. It was blue, orange and pink and made me grateful to be alive. I started singing at the top of my lungs. I could feel the blood coursing through my lips and tongue. I ran out of songs that I know all the way through after twenty minutes or so. There was no radio in the big diesel grip truck. The truck was too noisy to talk on the phone and traffic was just heavy enough that my full attention needed to be on driving. Night had fallen and I drove into it.
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