“John says I look at the moon and the stars
These days more often than I look at his face
And I can’t disagree so I don’t say nothing
I just stare on past his face at venus rising
Like a shining speck of hope hanging over the horizon…”
-Cowboy Junkies

The sun is high in the sky – not a cloud to be seen. A soft breeze keeps the air from feeling heavy and all around the colors of spring make every thing so pretty to look at. Yet, somehow it felt like a Cowboy Junkies day yesterday.

I have writer’s block – I don’t know what to write about. But I’m still here.