Tuesday, March 22, 2011

As Tom Waits says, ‘You can never hold back…’

I woke up at half past five this morning to the sound of the birds – the first time this year. Yesterday I lounged on my steamer chair in the sun. I feel as if I’ve been walking for months and months through a long grey tunnel, freezing cold at times, and I’ve suddenly stepped through a door into another dimension.

It gets better every year.

Don’t you think so, Tom?

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