Dedicated to John Denver
We are having beautiful weather here in Bordeaux. For the past week, we've had blue, cloudless skies and 70 degree days. I've enjoyed it so much, because I know that the usual Bordeaux rainy winter is coming anyday. Every day I try to get outside and walk to the local park or the outdoor market when its open.
This morning the sun was up before I was, and I could see it would be another lovely fall day. The trees in the lots behind my building are all changing color and there is one beautiful red one that I admire every morning. Even though it was 40 degrees, I went out on my back balcony this morning, looking out over the trees and soaking in le soleil (the sunshine). And suddenly I was singing "Sunshine on my Shoulders" by John Denver.
I might as well confess it: my name is Ariel and I am a John Denver fan. Blame it on my parents old 8 tracks, but there are certain songs that I just love. Who can resist singing "Thank God I'm a Country Boy" during the seventh inning stretch at Camden Yards? And "Take Me Home, Country Roads" --everyone in West Virginia loves that song (except my old college roommate who's been called "Mountain Mama" one too many times). And as for "Leaving on a Jet Plane," well, take it from someone who has taken many a jet plane and left loved ones behind, it's a very moving song. Nobody sings it like John Denver; listening to him sing it makes me want to cry.
You may all laugh at me; I don't mind, because as John Denver says, "Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy . . ."
This morning the sun was up before I was, and I could see it would be another lovely fall day. The trees in the lots behind my building are all changing color and there is one beautiful red one that I admire every morning. Even though it was 40 degrees, I went out on my back balcony this morning, looking out over the trees and soaking in le soleil (the sunshine). And suddenly I was singing "Sunshine on my Shoulders" by John Denver.
I might as well confess it: my name is Ariel and I am a John Denver fan. Blame it on my parents old 8 tracks, but there are certain songs that I just love. Who can resist singing "Thank God I'm a Country Boy" during the seventh inning stretch at Camden Yards? And "Take Me Home, Country Roads" --everyone in West Virginia loves that song (except my old college roommate who's been called "Mountain Mama" one too many times). And as for "Leaving on a Jet Plane," well, take it from someone who has taken many a jet plane and left loved ones behind, it's a very moving song. Nobody sings it like John Denver; listening to him sing it makes me want to cry.
You may all laugh at me; I don't mind, because as John Denver says, "Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy . . ."