Riding my bicycle down Shafter Avenue to the gym this evening, the sun sinking behind the ocean and the cool Bay air evaporating the heat of the day, I was simply dazzled by all that is blooming! There wasn't one moment of my entire 20 minute ride that was without scent. Jasmine, cherry, sweet peas, and lilies -- plus the smell of fresh cut grass was everywhere. And because it's been a little cool and wet, with warm days, the callas and tulips are out full force as well. It's like heaven to be outside right now.

Off to have a glass of Cali Sauvignon Blanc and make some Spaghetti Pomodoro for my honey, who should be home any minute from a grueling 7 hour class (and hour long commute) in San Jose.

7 hours of library class. Bleh. Coming home to a neighborhood enveloped in heavenly fragrance, a glass of wine or a can of Murphy's, some spaghetti, and maybe some Season 3 Buffy (and me of course!) will hopefully make the bad go away.

NP: Brian Eno, Music for Airports

Ah, better switch to Mingus for the Pomodoro... :)