A little madness in the Spring
Is wholesome even for the King,
But God be with the Clown,
Who ponders this tremendous scene—
This whole experiment of green,
As if it were his own!

- Emily Dickinson

This poem would have been perfect yesterday, April Fool's Day, when everyone is un poisson d'avril and silliness rules the day. It was a day, too, when the air was warm, even the crazy wind, and rain fell on the buds that are loosening toward leafhood. It feels that Spring has truly arrived at last here in Boston.

My ennui of Friday turned into the flu by Sunday, so I spent my April Fool's Day lying on the sofa and coughing up a lung. I am having fun with this Greta Garbo voice I've got - at least until it goes and then I can only croak like some otherworldly frog. You want to talk about boredom? There are only so many reruns of Charmed and Law and Order a girl can take! Today I venture out to get my hair done - a trim on the grand chop of a few weeks ago to remind me why I did it - and a bit of beauty for my upcoming date. That Venus, she knows her stuff!

More later, darlings!

Posted by Angela-Eloise at 9:07 AM