The walk home from the eye appointment was delightful. It was cloudy and cooler than earlier in the day, but very pleasant for walking. I stopped to pay two bills and chat with people in the office. Along the walk I was amazed to see the most gorgeous deep pink-red roses -- looked like a grandiflora or florabunda variety -- very beautiful. Two maple trees on my street have reached the peak for red and red-orange colours. One is directly across the street and the other is one house up hill from there. The burning bushes have turned their deep pinkish red. These tend to take my breath away, since the colour seems an impossible leaf colour. I arrived home feeling less stressed than when I left home this morning. That seems due to the nature encountered as well as the work and personal interactions today.
It seemed best to choose a song that sounded like I felt this afternoon. The one that came to mind somewhat defies genre categorization. It has a banjo, but not the banjo you'd expect to hear. No lyrics for this one, either. Enjoy!
Flight of the cosmic Hippo -- Bela Fleck and the Flecktones
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