I woke up this morning with a sore throat. And aches everywhere. Also, if I’m being honest, I’m a little grumpy about it. Thankfully it’s pouring down rain outside. It’s a perfect day to snuggle into a cozy chair with a heating pad and a cup of tea. I might even stay in my jammies all day.
I haven’t had a cold like this in many years and I’d forgotten how foggy the space inside my brain becomes. It actually hurts me to think. So in lieu of bogging you down with my morose cold drama, I thought I’d give you a poem.
I spent many years traveling the country on tour buses with musical artists. I got to take some really wonderful pictures of places I would normally never have seen. In the fall of 2011, I was in Lawrence, Kansas. It was a charming and delightful little town. I remember there were big planters full of red and yellow flowers along the main street. Hovering around many of them were these crazy creatures that weren’t quite hummingbirds, and not quite moths. They were mesmerizing! It turns out they were Hummingbird Hawk Moths. Magical!
It was a darling and picturesque place and inspired me to adapt a poem written originally by William Carlos Williams. And so, I leave you with this little tidbit of color and light:
the blue bicycle adapted by TS Gray so much depends upon a blue bicycle filled with yellow flowers beside the brick wall
If you hate being sick, or love rainy days and yellow flowers too, let’s be friends~