it is thursday,
it is the 17th,
sweet st patty’s day.
red hair, irish blood, sentimental heart.
top of the morning to all the fishes out there,
the cycle ends with the depth of the ocean and begins with the heat of fire.
the contrast makes life a blast.
w.p.c., my musical brother of sorts,
was born today too.
a toast to his songs is in order,
turn it up.
spring is promising us a lovely new year.
thank goodness for the infinite possibilities.
i am deep into audio options in the studio,
the preliminary sketches are coming to be.
great way to spend today.
on this day last year my 100 year old inspiration,
theresia auf der maur,
left this planet.
i feel her force more then ever,
i will eat an apple for her today,
and i wish her all the cabbage in heaven!
thank you life!