I never write this blog with the idea that anyone actually is listening but my computer. But I suppose that's how cyberspace works. You put it out there and it's there. This blog is that silent listener for me. It's my horrendously underpaid psychiatrist.

Sunday, March 9, 2008

Let the Sunshine In

Sometimes a song hits me just right. Tonight that song was the Decemberists "Of Angels and Angles". That's Noah's favorite band and always reminds me of him. Most of their songs tell these fantastical stories and yet this one is so simple and beautiful.
I got a lot done today. Maybe not the kinds of things I should have gotten done like papers and research and such, but I got a lot done outside. And why not, it made 64 degrees here in Eugene today. Apparently I thought that this called for a trip to Fred Meyers to buy a barbecue, but instead of just buying that I also bought a good broom and some seeds. So when I got home today (after also being suckered into buying a pack of Girl Scout cookies) I swept off my whole outdoor patio, bagged the leaves, and potted two packs of seeds which will hopefully turn into basil and oregano. It's amazing to me how motivating the nice weather can be. I look forward to not having as much school work so I can really just give in to my desire to be outside all of the time.
I also bought some more Java Logs today. They are a truly fascinating invention as well. A log made from recycled coffee grounds that lasts a few hours in the fireplace, is good for the environment, and burns incredibly well. I am impressed. Good work Java Log.
Can't wait to try out my new charcoal Weber grill next. I already succeeded in putting it together (before I planted the seeds and swept off the porch) now let's hope I can figure out how to use it.



"Of Angels And Angles"
-The Decemberists

There are angels in your angles
There's a low moon caught in your tangles
There's a ticking at the sill
There's a purr of a pigeon to break the still of day

As on we go drowning
Down we go away
And darling, we go a-drowning
Down we go away
Away

There's a tough word on your crossword
There's a bed bug nipping a finger
There's a swallow, there's a calm
Here's a hand to lay on your open palm today

As on we go drowning
Down we go away
And darling, we go a-drowning
Down we go away
Away

There are angels in your angles
There's a low moon caught in your tangles

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

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