heaven knows it's high time

when i wake up, it's to the sound of edmund, the tinkle of wind chimes and the radio muffled by the pillow that has fallen on it.

a brief and wonderfully unseasonable bit of warm air has descended on ottawa and people- including me- have gone crazy. eating breakfast, a piece of apple brushing my lips, coffee dripping on my toes, u2 blaring in the background and ketchup down the side of my hand, i liken it to bambi when the creatures are twitterpated in the spring.

the day smells good. it feels good, having started with laughter, music and good conversation. and with the sun shining the way it is, i have to say i haven't seen a better looking day in a long time.

it smells like adventure.