intermission.

too much time to sit idle, too less time to start another chunk of work (read delightful tasks)...

so,now... what ?

hands tied these days ,due to people saying "saw a completely unfathomable thing the other day...something like your blog" :))...

either they are smart people who understand my blog too well...and make fun of my desperate attempt to encrpyt... or it is the D*****Rheads... not the latter, for sure - i know it for a fact.

Probably I should write something "nice" sometime.... probably the way I get thrilled during my midnight walks in the Valley... silhouettes of the mountains...and shy trees dancing against the moonlight... Or, probably about Celtic music... my latest ...ummm...groping for the right word... my latest...love,for lack of a better word... Or probably li'l bristles of petals..on pink and white flowers which get blown by the wind...

They feel crazy to get detached from the remainder of the flower initially... the gust of the wind initially scares them... but once they start flying.. they seem to have a lovely, easy time... and cause so much joy to the dazed spectator... ... and once they find their ground.. it is time to fly again...

THERE ! I couldn't stop myself... :D. Quick little "you are hopeless !! " smiles at myself...

and back I go... to wait for my nice long ride to the City of Angels...

Tequila Sunrises always. Truly yours, The B