You should see the sky outside right now. It's 9:30 p.m. and the sky is EXACTLY the same color as a robin's egg. You can see some here at one of my favorite websites if you are not sure EXACTLY what color I mean. The cool thing about evening skies is how they shade down from cobalt to BLUE BLUE BLUE...this deep, rich blue that you could suck on like a popsicle to a rosy-golden-fireorange glow along the black demarcation of the horizon. Sort of like a darker, more glorious, unattainable upside-down heavenly Rocket Pop.
dee dum dee deediedo de do
I immediately went outside with the ol' trusty camera, feeling very Tracey Marshall-ish, but damn. Those evening shots aren't so easy. I tried taking a photo of the crescent moon, pointy little thing, sideways smile in the sky, but a tiny white moon in a field of blue may be awe-inspiring when you're standing in your backyard with the sun going down and your head lifted, but the photo of it?* eh, not so much.
diddly do dee dee, dee do la la
We went and watched Martin's class perform 2 Hans Christian Andersen stories at the school tonight. Half the class did The Ugly Duckling, and half did The Tinderbox. Martin was the King in The Tinderbox, whose daughter marries the soldier, and who gets tossed up in the air and broken all to bits for his fatherly concerns. He wore the king's crown and robe that we used for Halloween 2 years ago. They are VERY plush and royal red and ermine-trimmed and shiny and I had more than one envious mother remark that they must be from America. Yup. *grin* Then we all sat in the meadow with the warm sun lowering in our faces and fika'd. It was lovely. Summer is a-coming in, loud sing cuckoo!
la la, tra la, dee doobie doo doo
also TGTF! Thank God Tomorrow's Friday! :D
*or, at least, my photo of it.