sweet lovers love the spring

yesterday was a day beautiful as lightning and nearly as warm. all the air smelled like new season and the city felt like it was meant to be endlessly strolled. there's nothing really to say except since all the flowers are confused and sleepily blinking, and these days I smell like roses, everything is abloom!

also and the opposite, I learned last night of an old television show called "industry on parade." just imagine.