April 11, 2008
The sun is sleeping on my balcony today. It is feeling lazy. Charring the floor boards as it turns, it can barely hear the chimes or the howl of the train passing through town. Steamy, like the rest of us it is tired from the long winter and at a time when it is expected to get up and celebrate it just wants to lie down and sleep. Why it has picked my balcony for this I am not sure. Maybe it knows I won’t bother it there and that I won’t complain about the singed screen or melted furniture.