Probably not Fred Astaire but someone in an old 50s musical sang that song.

It is raining here too. The visits have quieted down after a week or two very busy with readers.

The rain is nice. My God allows me normalcy and simplicity today. Just being young and fresh with simplicity. Especially like talking to mom, or God today.

I had a friend told me I was cute last night. I had not had another man than brian tell me that is fucking ages...It IS a bit nice I must admit though I tried to not get too happy with it. The tulips and unknown flowers pink are beautiful still today in the kitchen, on the table. Pussy willows (chatons in French, yes 'kittens' is what we call pussy willows) are beauty of spring.