It’s been raining all week, but today it’s suddenly stupidly beautiful. All the weeds in Somerville look AMAZING today.
There is incessant construction happening a few houses down from me, but I love how it looks when I walk up the hill and the back hoe (fork lift?) is juxtaposed with these pretty purple vines growing up the telephone wires.
I could build a seriously cool outfit around this color scheme.
Look at this happy little guy! He looks like a trumpet! ”Buh buh buh! I’m a flower!” That’s what he says.
And also, the pile of gravel and weeds that is our “backyard” looks so pretty today! The weeds look like flowers and the sun is all… dappled or whatever.
Look it has a dog in it!
What I’m saying is that sometimes it takes four miserable days of rain to appreciate a day of perfect sunshine.
Daisy: Ugh, Friday. I am so not into doing any work today.
Oscar: Dude, do not even start with me. I am straight-up asleep and snoring over here.