It is easter. Beethoven's Song of Joy on NPR. Flowers. Bunnies. Sunshine. Regeneration. And, er, snow. 32 degrees farenheit which is 1 degree centigrade. A sweater and a coat. Well, at least there are some people in Provincetown who don't believe in the false cheer of pretending it's Spring just because it's the cruel month. I'm with you people! Aage badho, hum tumhare saath hain.
Later today I have been invited to Easter dinner at my friend Amy's. Amy works at the Fine Arts Work Centre but she's also a chef. More pictures of food will follow I suspect. Anyway, can one with such excellent hair, go wrong in any way that counts?