Sunday Walk

Flowers everywhere, and yet you can feel the coiled energies ready to fully spring into an explosion of delirious technicolor madness. Walked to the Rose Garden after brunch at our diner, and the roses are just getting ready to put on their show. In two weeks' time, I'd say, it will be a sight to see. A repeat of Friday's lecture for my undergrad crit survey more or less awaits tomorrow, finishing off Debord and Naomi Klein before reading William Burroughs and beginning to discuss Arendt and biopolitics as well. It's a lot, but everything is easier with spring pulsing everywhere around us...