i did end up going to hear girlyman last night. and was surprised to have a fantabulous time. they were great- really awesome musicians. i usually don't like hearing music live i don't know, but they were so good it didn't matter. and charming. i recognized the song l played over and over again in the car for elliot and i after she saw them. but ah, the list of albums i need to buy keeps growing and growing.
yesterday when i was typing about forsynthia i wanted to also say something about this magnolia bush in the yard right by the alley behind the funeral home parking lot. it's small, just one big branching stick about 4 feet high. but the top branches sorta flatten out, and perched on top pointing straight up are about 7 magnolia buds, looking like the little pellets of drugs from maria full of grace. not a single green thing on it. anyway, i walked by yesterday, and the bad little boy instinct in me wanted to snap them off so bad. it would be so satisfiying- the soft petals so tightly wound, the crisp sound it would make, the vastness of the distruction. but of course i didn't, the same way i never pull fire alarms. to destroy such essential spring- it would be devistating, like that mysterious SCUMBAG at su casa who opened ALL the doors on the advent calandar. you DON"T DO THAT.
but when i walked by today, i was so glad that no one else had given into the urge, either. and with this crazy warm weather, they've started to crack, and fling out an asymetrical petal. they are no longer purfect bullets, they're starting to look like ugly imature flowers, and so i think they're safe, for now.
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