Ok, this is what's going on.
Today, I am conflicted. U2 is playing a private "invitation only" concert in Boston and I am not there. Obviously someone forgot to put my name on the VIP list. There were no tickets on sale. The venue was kept completely secret until all promotional tickets were distributed by the local radio stations. BONO will be soooo close to me. And I am not there :-(
Needless to say, I needed to take a moment to pause and reflect and thought I'd also share this with you.
It was awesome weather last weekend. On Saturday, we took a walk on the beach.
On Sunday, we took a walk through the park.
On Monday, it snowed.
Tuesday was a blur...but I do remember that the snow started to melt.
And today, it's raining.
A curious thing happened though. I was driving home and I started noticing the beauty of the raindrops on the tree branches. Suspending there, momentarily, not wanting to let go and hit the ground but also not wanting to remain above ground level. I was mesmerized. I jumped out of the car with camera in hand.
My husband kept looking at me strange saying "I don't know what you are taking a picture of". I was too involved to be explaining right away because I may miss the shot of that very moment which will never be repeated as long as I live.
A car rolled up and beeped (because I was blocking traffic). To my defense, it's a very wide private road. Any smart driver approaching a car that is not moving can assume the car is not moving and veer around it.
I returned to the car when I was done and exclaimed "Spring is coming". With furrowed eyebrow, he glanced over at me. I said "there are buds on the end of the branches". He says, "I know, I've seen it for weeks as I walk by everyday". Well hot damn, thanks for telling me.
In any event, I finally parked the car. Still in my own world, I came out with camera in hand. My husband looked at me stooping beside the bushes and whispered "Paparazzi" as I took my last photo. I couldn't help but laugh at myself.