bird bath+men in shorts=spring!

Much to your chagrin, I did not take pictures of the birds bathing themselves in the puddles in Cambridge Common nor did I capture the men walking around showing off their supremely white limbs. But I must say it made me smile to have no hat on my head and to see the playful little birds splashing about taking off the coat of dirt that winter placed on them.

And while I love that the sun is shining later than last week, my body is going through some serious withdrawal from sleep. My throat is tight, I have huge circles under my eyes and my back feels like it must be a solid rock it is so tense. As I said to Bree, I feel like how I am when I have just flown back from Europe...just not right. I am having spring forward-lag.

In other news, I sang tonight for Robert Honeysucker in a master class, doing "What if..." by Lee Hoiby. A wonderfully strange piece that can be taken several different ways. While I am very tight and didn't sing perfectly (see reasons above), he had some wonderful comments and I had lots of fun. Mostly I liked theses two quotes from him (though not said to me) and I will end with them:

"Shiver from your groin" & "Singing is legal stripping"