just another diamond day
blustery rainy stormy windy; still asleep when the power went out. therefore naturally today i am renamored with the blustery foresty windswept melodies of ms.Vashti Bunyan. and dreaming of her 1968-69 horse-drawn-cart trip north out of London to the island countryside of the Outer Hebrides in search of Donovan's elusive commune Skype. (oh it was so much more romantic a term then!) she and her lover never found it; alas the artists and hippies had packed up by then, but she had two years of dirt roads, woodsy paths, lovemaking, summers and winters, folk song lullabies, crumbling cottages, stories and birds and life on the road in a carriage drawn by horses. not to over-glorify, but sounds like heaven to me.
today is a daydreaming sort of rainy day.
has anyone had the luck to see Vashti Bunyan: From Here to Before, the documentary about her aforementioned travels? i can't seem to get it from netflix yet and i'm keening.
here's darin, cozy in bed after a graveyard shift.
i, on the other hand, had fudge and pumpkin pie for breakfast. it's raining torrentially, that's as good an excuse as any.