Ode to Joy

If 欢乐颂 has anything to do with human joy needs glorifying with ode, perhaps just me, I’d rather writhe in my choice of misery…

Friday Pretty Post

Spring! is almost here.  My neighbors, the PDAing humping cooing mourning doves thought so, or perhaps they are just hovering for warmth and swearing why a day  hits 70s for a high and <20F for low.   I can’t tell, do not swear like a bird, luckily.