My friend Ms. Picket’s post reminded me of those days when you can finally roll the windows down in your car, breathe in the fresh spring air and crank the tunes. “Cause you know you’ve made it. You can, with at least some measure of certainty, put away the shovels, close up the hats and mittens bin and take a little ride with your head out the window. Like this guy.
Isn’t he just the picture of doggy happiness?
Anyway, Ms. Picket’s spring song was Here Comes The Sun. A classic “phew, we got through it” song if there ever was one.
Mine? This one. (The spangled leather suit is just a little smiling bonus for you.) Enjoy.
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