Tuesday, May 18, 2010

May....in May

May brought a burst of cheery colour to my overcast day with her bold striped dress, teal sweater, and yellow bag. I fear I did not return the favour. She was in a bit of a hurry, a sick child waiting for her at home. I scurried over with my camera and blocked her path. "Lord, you are testing me," she said--and I know full well she did not mean the gentleman upstairs.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

or the other old man up the stairs behind me!

Lord Maxwell said...

Dear, I know of whom you speak. He is, indeed, enough to make one call upon one's maker for some divine intervention....or at least flag the bartender and ask for a third Old Fashioned, no?