Hello, DJinn...

And Other Saturn's Day Observatia...

On my way down the backroads to the auto parts yard and heard this tune
and a morning dream was immediately remembered-- I saw the earrings, the brown-skinned goddess sitting indian-style in standout cameo...

The I thought of my friend in Reno, Jeanie, when I heard the line about mayhap never seeing again.
I weren't sad... but reflective.

The very next tune on the airwaves...
I'd been singing before leaving the abode. I always loved the Gentle Giant...

Eye candy day for ol' Cygnus-- after grabbing what I needed at the auto yard, I stopped-- more accurately was magnetically suckled into-- a huge garden Center.

Good thing I have no [local] land of me own, because I had dollars in my pocket.
Still got those latter...ha!

And that, even after a visit to a more specialized, ah, indoor garden supply palace. Because, again...

Back home to struggle with putting the light fixture on the truck, only to find the unit burned behind the casing. And for the first time the parts store didn't have my desire. So... Tyr's day it is, and to and from work in the interim on some wing [Swan's, perhaps?] and prayers.

I had pictures and all that jazz, but, I mean, who ain't seen swan's wings, eh? So...

Guess I'll go listen to Fiona.

Slainte, folks.

Cygnus