Waxing Willow

Quite taken by the lines in this. A willow just starting to enjoy spring.

A bit like me. Up early and out into the sunshine, means I get to leave work at a civilised 3:30 and can enjoy a bit of sunshine on the way home.

I keep expecting Winter to show up and announce that it's sorry it's late and bosh - there's a foot of snow for us.

I'll be perfectly happy if it doesn't though.

Weird thing happened on the way home. I was passed by a young man in his car - he has to drive with his windows open so we can appreciate how cool his taste in music is and he seemed to be listening to DOOF-DOOF-DOOF-DOOF Volume 3. He pulled over just in front of me and as I was walking past I had a quick look in the car.

I couldn't hear what was on my iPod over his music so how the heck was he managing to talk on his mobile?

Maybe it's just me but when there's a lot of background noise I can't talk to people - I just hear nothing. In clubs (when I used to go to clubs - anyone remember the Pink Flamingo at Tollcross?)- I could never hear anyone regardless of how loud they shouted. I have no idea how people talk in clubs at all.