Spring. A head.

I love this time of year for so many reasons. First, the desolation of a winter's economy is fading for the restaurant business. Soon Angelenos will flock their intrepid way to the beach to come and sully the view. But that's okay as long as they help restart the local economy. This year was rough but we're all hopeful for a positive change. We can already see signs of Spring in the traffic picking up on the PCH, which is inevitably followed by the sounds of sirens. Slow down people!!!

I love the fact that I can go back to shorts. Yes I know this pisses off the east coast readers. I am most happy when I have the least amount of clothing on. Shorts and a watch are my standard apparel for my day to day activities. I just need to reinstall some pigment in to me so I stop looking like old hazelnut coffee mate nondairy creamer. I was born shirtless and so love getting back to my roots.

I love daffodils. They are all over the Trader Joe's right now and just bring a necessary smack of color to the room or hat or dashboard.

"One needs a splash of color" JBT ( we miss you Doc)

The yellow reminds me of butter and butter is good on everything
except faces. I'll tell you the "Butterface story" another time. It's a
good-un.
I lived in a tiny little cottage on the CT shoreline with Sista
Sal, a cat named
Terra (the terrible) and two different golden retrievers;
one Molly one Malone.
While I was in and out of the cottage to go to acting
gigs, I would leave my
imprint on Sally's yard with perennial gardens,
flower baskets, an ever
increasing vegetable garden and flowering bulbs. I
love working in the yard and
put in sooo many daffodils. They naturalize
which is a horticulturists
expression for spread like a bitch. Each
year the cute bundles became
awkward random patches of yellow. I just wanted
to turn the front lawn into a
bright yellow quilt but evidently the Filling
in Process was too much for the
neighbors. They wanted that lawn mowed and
the bohemian headdress put away for
another year. Philistines.

I lost control of the quote function and I'm not sure how to get back. Such a moron. I especially love that spring is marked with nice weather, pretty flowers and new produce. Three cheers for asparagus, the veg that keeps on giving. Pretty to look at, delicious to eat and a reminder when you pee that it's been around. Ain't it funny how quickly that works?

Spring ahead and enjoy what the season will bring you. Life begins anew and the lessons learned in the winter will guide us to the next. Life is that circle they tell us about never ending or beginning. Hey Doc, we miss you. Happy belated bday!