i hope that we can go to where the sun and the moon collides.

i've been listening to an immense amount of meadow flow lately, and its put me in the mood to pick up a book. so i went to my little crate of happiness to pick out my next read, and what do i see staring me right in the eye?

ilka.

the varied airs of spring, by ilka chase (picked up from a library clearout sale because the cover of the book is sweet.) is what i chose. because i just simply cannot stand another day of cold. old man weather keeps changing his mind, and im sick of cold, warm, cold, warm, bitter.

i need to read a book about good times in africa, italy, greece and spain.

all hosted by the lovely lady pictured to the left.

i cant wait.

have a nice thursday,

as always

beatnik