If one good thing can come out of this
unpleasant weather pattern, it's the fact that it seems about perfect, for listening to
Time Out Of Mind. The chilly, damp weather once again triggers those sorts of
moods. Listening to
Bob feels comfortable, though, like an
old leather jacket, in it all.
The
cherry and
Bradford pear trees
betray these feelings, however. They line the roads like all too many
blushing brides, standing, waiting, not realizant of the fact that their groom isn't coming, at least not yet. Their hopeful petals continue to fall as this
last gasp of wintry, windy
drizzle takes advantage of them.