Musings: New 'Do, New Dress

Hi everyone. Lots to write about, but for now I'll just share a few photos taken today (and some musings at the end, which basically showed up, unbidden, as I wrote this just now).

I had my hair done last Friday, which basically means I haven't had time to mess up my stylist's handiwork too badly yet. (Only half-joking...) Anyway, she gets full credit for any compliments. :)

Follow below the fold for a few more photos, and some ponderings as well...




First up, a few photos, as promised.

Here's a full-length shot (minus my ugly feet) of the dress:

We hit 95F (35C) here yesterday (Sunday), if you can believe it. (By contrast, it was 41F (5C) when I dropped my car off to be inspected at 7:30 AM on Saturday.) It was 80F and very humid when I left for work this morning, so I felt comfortable wearing this dress.

Naturally, a sea breeze then kicked up in the late morning - quite common here in spring - and the temperature dropped to 52F in barely an hour. My sartorial choice looked somewhat less stellar as I shivered my way through the quarter-mile walk to my car after work.

And here's my new denim jacket, which I wore all evening after arriving home in a futile attempt to warm up. At least it's comfy. :)

It's supposed to jump back up to near 90F tomorrow - and then drop down dramatically again early tomorrow evening. Sigh. Crazy New England weather...

Just realized I'm wearing my hair up in all of these photos. I'll include one with it down next time; it's getting longer, finally...

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That is a perfect segue to play a gorgeous song from one of my favorite bands - "Four Seasons In One Day," from Crowded House:

Neil Finn wrote this about, and for, Paul Hester, the band's drummer, who suffered from manic depression. It's a beautiful song about love, compassion, and forgiveness.

Smiling as the s*** comes down

You can judge a man by what he has to say

Everything gets turned around

But I will risk my neck again, again

You can take me where you will

Up the creek and through the mill

Like all the things you can't explain

Four seasons in one day

I often have Crowded House songs running in my head; no surprise there, as Neil Finn is a supremely  gifted songwriter. This song has shown up regularly the past few weeks, which is likely a message from my subconscious to take heed of its message. And so I shall.