youth and bitter truth. through marianne faithfull's song {long version}that does sound ominous. i was quite besotted by faithfull's album when it first appeared. i wanted 'to ride the streets of paris in a sport's car'. so far i managed the bus☻.
all the morning {and several brides and grooms} needed was a ray of sunshine. instead the drizzle steadily came down. kurt perschke's red ball in mons2015, however, did shine. jane's corner view, francesca's hosting, susanna's theme.
trickster. i wish. it is hands on in the studio, no tricks. for i can trick myself, but rolling up the sleeves it is these days. and i'm glad my balance is back and focus is home and courage is mine.