Song Lyric Sunday — The Great Outdoors

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For this week’s Song Lyric Sunday challenge, Jim Adams has asked us to find a song about enjoying the outdoors.

The song I am featuring is probably not one that people associate with being outdoors. In fact, I used to think it was a love song where the singer was celebrating the fact that he and his girl had gotten back together after a difficult time in their relationship — metaphorically a long cold lonely winter — and now that they had reconciled, the sunshine had returned and the ice was melting. Thus, everything between him and his little darling would be all right again. But, that’s not really what the Beatles song, “Here Comes the Sun” is actually about.

George Harrison wrote “Here Comes the Sun” while visiting Eric Clapton’s backyard garden in early spring of 1969. The song sprang from a light, relaxed moment when Harrison escaped the Beatles’ business pressures and felt relief at a sunny day returning after a long, difficult stretch.

Harrison later said he’d been avoiding a meeting at Apple (the band’s business side) and went to Clapton’s house, where, warmed by the sun as he walked around the outside and free from “dopey accountants,” he picked up a guitar and the melody and first lines simply came to him. The lyrics celebrate the arrival of spring after a long, cold winter and represent his escape from the band’s internal tensions.

The garden story is often told alongside a few connected facts: the song began there with Harrison on acoustic guitar. Clapton remembered it as a beautiful spring morning, Harrison finished some lyrics later while on holiday, and the band (without John Lennon) recorded it for Abbey Road that summer. This setting — a country garden, sunlight, friends, and relief from business hassles — helps explain why the song’s tone is one of renewal and calm.

“Here Comes the Sun” is essentially about hope and relief after a long, difficult stretch. George Harrison wrote it as a kind of emotional turning point: winter and darkness give way to warmth, light, and the sense that things are going to be okay.

In plain terms, it’s a song about feeling better after a period of stress and having endured hard times. It’s welcoming renewal, like spring after winter, and letting in optimism again. That’s why it feels so cheerful and restorative: the sun is basically a metaphor for better days arriving.

The Beatles had stopped touring by the time they recorded this song, so they never played it live. In fact, John Lennon did not play on this. Around this time, he was making a habit of not playing on Harrison’s compositions as the two were not on the best of terms. The first time Harrison played it live was at the 1971 Concert for Bangla Desh, which he organized to bring aid to that country.

Here are the lyrics to “Here Comes the Sun.”

Here comes the sun, doo, dun, doo, doo
Here comes the sun, and I say
It's all right

Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter
Little darling, it feels like years since it's been here

Here comes the sun, doo, dun, doo, doo
Here comes the sun, and I say
It's all right

Little darling, the smile's returning to the faces
Little darling, it seems like years since it's been here

Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun, and I say
It's all right

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes

Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting
Little darling, it seems like years since it's been clear

Here comes the sun, doo, dun, doo, doo
Here comes the sun, and I say
It's all right

Here comes the sun, doo, dun, doo, doo
Here comes the sun
It's all right
It's all right

RXC — Poem to Prose and Back Again

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This post was written in response to Reena’s Xploration Challenge. This week’s RXC prompt number is 436, and Reena has given us two tasks. First, take a poem she gave us and reinterpret it into prose. Then, take a short prose paragraph and reinterpret it as a poem.


First, the poem:

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Leaves fall, yet roots endure,
snow buries, yet seeds dream,
winds scatter, yet paths return
time bends, but life remembers.

Now my lengthy prose story this four-line poem brought to mind.

A quiet truth lived beneath the forest floor, one most travelers never noticed. When autumn came and the leaves fell, the villagers whispered that the woods were dying. But Marianne knew better. She had grown up listening to the old trees breathe.

She would walk the winding path at dusk, boots brushing through drifts of gold. Every year the forest shed its memories, yet its roots endured, gripping the earth with a patience older than language. Snow would come soon, soft, heavy, smothering, but beneath it, the seeds dreamed. Maryanne could almost feel them humming.

One night, a wicked snowstorm rose without warning. Winds tore through the branches, scattering twigs, needles, and last scraps of autumn. Marianne lost the trail, spinning in the white roar, until she felt something tug at her feet. Not a force, but a familiarity. The path returned, guiding her home the way a memory guides a heartbeat.

Years later, Marianne would remember that night as the moment she finally understood the forest’s secret: time bends, loops, folds, but life, quietly, stubbornly, remembers. And so did she.


And now the prose paragraph:

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The seasons shift like unspoken truths — summer’s blaze softens into autumn’s hush, winter’s silence yields to spring’s renewal. In each turn, the human heart mirrors the cycle: burning with desire, retreating into reflection, and blossoming again with fragile hope.

Now my poem this paragraph brought to mind:

The seasons shift like unspoken truths
Summer’s blaze surrenders to autumn’s quiet breath
Winter keeps its long and patient silence
Spring answers with the courage to begin again
The heart follows every turn, through desire and reflection
Hope returns, delicate as the season that carries it


Images conjured using Copilot.

MLMM Friday Faithfuls — Hot Damn

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For today’s Mindlovemisery’s Friday Faithfuls prompt, Jim Adams has asked us to respond by writing about the vernal equinox (in the Northern hemisphere), which marks the official start of spring (or autumn for those of you south of the equator).

So let’s see. Yesterday was winter. Today is spring. Summer isn’t arriving for another three months. So why has this past week in the San Francisco Bay Area felt more like July or August than mid-March?

It’s been in the upper 80s — and 90°+ in some towns —this week and even though it’s supposed to start cooling down a little bit, it’s still going to be in the low 80s for another week.

For those of you who don’t know this, this kind of heat at this time of year is very unlike the weather in the San Francisco Bay Area in March. In the city itself, temperatures would typically be in the low 60s, and even where we live, in the East Bay, the 70s is more the norm.

So what is going on? Well, right now the Bay Area (including the East Bay) is under a strong ridge of high pressure — often called a “heat dome.” The heat dome compresses and warms the air as it sinks (basic physics — sinking air heats up). It also blocks cooler Pacific systems from moving in. And it creates clear skies and lots of sunshine, which all prevent marine air (fog and a cool ocean breeze) from moderating temperatures.

The East Bay — where we live — is especially hot because it’s farther from the ocean’s cooling influence and offshore or weak wind patterns mean less marine air intrusion, while the inland valleys trap and amplify heat.

As a result, according to the San Francisco Chronicle, temps are running 20–30°F above normal for March, with inland areas hitting the 90s, which is rare this early in the year. In fact the National Weather Service even issued a first-ever March heat advisory for the region.

But this situation is not just about the weather. Dare I say it’s about climate and the dreaded climate change that most on the right don’t believe is real.

Warmer baseline temperatures make extreme heat more likely and more intense. Additionally, warmer ocean water can reduce coastal cooling. The inconvenient truth is that these “early season heat waves” are becoming more frequent over time.

So much for spring in March and summer in June. How about summer in March and Hell’s inferno in June!

FOWC With Fandango — Spring

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Welcome to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (U.S.).

Today’s word is “spring.”

Write a post using that word. It can be prose, poetry, fiction, non-fiction. It can be any length. It can be just a picture or a drawing if you want. No holds barred, so to speak.

Once you are done, tag your post with #FOWC and create a pingback to this post if you are on WordPress. Please check to confirm that your pingback is there. If not, please manually add your link in the comments.

And be sure to read the posts of other bloggers who respond to this prompt. Show them some love.

Fandango’s Flashback Friday — October 3rd

Wouldn’t you like to expose your newer readers to some of your earlier posts that they might never have seen? Or remind your long term subscribers of posts that they might not remember? Each Friday I will publish a post I wrote on this exact date in a previous year.

How about it? Why don’t you reach back into your own archives and highlight a post that you wrote on this very date in a previous year? You can repost your Flashback Friday post on your blog and pingback to this post. Or you can just write a comment below with a link to the post you selected.

If you’ve been blogging for less than a year, go ahead and choose a post that you previously published on any day this past year and link to that post in a comment.


This was originally posted on October 3, 2018.

I’m Just Not That Into You

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Dear October,

This letter is really hard for me to write, but I want you to know that it’s not you, it’s me. When we were first introduced, I was hoping that we might fall for each other, but I don’t see that happening and I think it might be best if I leave.

I know you have a lot to offer. I love your weather, it’s close to perfect. And, of course, you’re so colorful; I must admit that you look stunningly beautiful at this time of year. And as a sports fan, October, I have to say that you’re unsurpassed. Baseball, football, basketball, and hockey. Wow!

That said, October, there are certain characteristics of yours that I’m not particularly fond of. First of all, what is this fascination you have with gourds, especially pumpkins? Omigod, October, I can’t tell you how much I dislike pumpkins. Pumpkin pie, pumpkin spice, pumpkin seeds, pumpkin bread, pumpkin jam, pumpkin pancakes, pumpkin ice cream. Ew, ew, and ew. Enough already with you goddam pumpkins, October.

And you are so high maintenance, October. I feel like I’m always having to clean up after you. Week after week I have to rake you in and as soon as I’m done getting you back under control, we have a blow up and I have to start from scratch again. It’s downright tedious.

And then there’s Halloween. Seriously, October, who’s crazy idea was that? All of these ghosts and goblins, monsters and vampires? And what’s the deal with all of these scary movies you want me to take you to when you’re not dragging me off to one of your kinky costume parties. Of course, October, when you wear your sexy Elvira outfit….

But I digress. Listen, October, it seems that all of my friends are sharing scary stories and those tales are giving me nightmares. And then on Halloween night there are all those little rugrats out trick or treating, ringing my doorbell every two or three minutes, begging for candy corn and fun-size Snickers. That’s so annoying.

But the icing on the carrot cake, October, is that you always seem to give me the cold shoulder as soon as your friend November shows up. November puts a damper on everything.

So I’m sorry, October. I know we’ve only been together for a short time, but it’s just not going to work out. You may be great for others, but I’m just not that into you. I do hope you understand. Besides, I’ve actually started taking quite a shine to April. She has a lot of spring in her step, you know?

My Last Photo — March ‘25

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Brian, aka Bushboy, posted his monthly Last on the Card prompt, where he asks us to…

  • Post some of the last photos from our camera’s SD card or the last photos from our phone taken in the month of March 2025.
  • No editing — who cares if it is out of focus, not framed as you would like, or the subject matter didn’t cooperate?
  • No explanations needed — just the photo will do.
  • Create a pingback to Brian’s post or link in the comments.
  • Use the tags “The Last Photo” and “#LastOnTheCard.”

Spring has arrived where I live and I’m sharing with you a few pics I took last week as sure signs that spring is here.

These first two are photos of a potted Bird of Paradise plant we have on our back deck that is finally in starting to flower.

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And here is a close-up shot of the bloom.

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And finally, another sure sign of spring is that our dog is suffering from seasonal allergies and she has been licking her paws obsessively. In this one case, she has licked her paw pad down to the raw skin.

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Our mobile vet is coming over today to check her out but she prescribed a medication that we started giving her last weekend that seems to be helping out a bit our dog’s obsessive paw licking.


As a reminder, the photos posted herein were taken with my iPhone 15 Pro Max, and have been resized (shrunk) to make them load more quickly and take up less space in my WordPress media folder.

Truthful Tuesday — The Changing Seasons

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Frank, aka PCGuyIV, is back with another episode of Truthful Tuesday. The idea behind Truthful Tuesday is for us to respond to the question (or questions) Frank asks and to be 100% truthful in our responses. No glib answers, no funny business, no fibs. Just raw honesty.

Yes, I know it’s Wednesday today, but being a day late and a dollar short seems to be the story of my life lately.

For this week’s Truthful Tuesday Wednesday, Frank wants to know…

With the recent transition from winter to spring (summer to fall for those south of the equator), is there anything you are looking forward to as the weather changes?

In my area — north of the equator — we are transitioning from winter to spring. But even though that’s what the calendar says were doing, that’s not what Mother Nature is doing. On Saturday where I live, the high temperature was in the low 60. Sunday it got up to around 72°, a very spring-like temperature. Monday it reached 79 and yesterday we hit an almost summer-like 83°.

Today’s high is only going to reach 63 and by this coming weekend, winter-like temperatures will return, with highs in the mid to low 50s with five straight days of cold, winter-like rains. So it seems that within a period of a week we will be having winter, spring, summer, and back-to-winter weather.

But Frank didn’t specifically ask about the weather as we transistion seasons. He wanted to know about what we are looking forward to. My answer is that I am looking forward, whether it is in the late spring or even the summer, to completing my rehab and physical therapy until I am able to walk again and to be more physically active again and to be relatively pain free.

Is that too much to ask?

Truthful Tuesday — This or That

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Frank, aka PCGuyIV, is back with another episode of Truthful Tuesday. The idea behind Truthful Tuesday is for us to respond to the question (or questions) Frank asks and to be 100% truthful in our responses. No glib answers, no funny business, no fibs. Just raw honesty.

For this week’s Truthful Tuesday, Frank is doing something different. He says:

We’re going to play a game of “This or That.” Even if something else is truly your favorite, the idea isn’t necessarily to get to the favorite, but to reveal which of the two options you would prefer. I will accept a vote of neither if there is truly no preference between the two listed, but don’t provide a third alternative.

Spring or Summer? Spring

Summer or Autumn? Autumn

Autumn or Winter? Autumn

Spring or Autumn? Autumn

Summer or Winter? Neither. Summer is too damn hot; winter is too damn wet.

Spring or Winter? Spring

Picnic in the park or backyard barbecue? Backyard barbecue

Dining outside or dining inside? This depends on the weather outside, but if it’s not too hot or too cold and the wind isn’t gusting and it’s not raining, then dining outside is my preference.

Cooking out (backyard grill) or eating out (restaurant)? Cooking out (backyard grill). Who can afford to eat out at a restaurant very often?

Fresh cut flowers or potted plants? Fresh cut flowers don’t last very long, so I’m going with potted plants.

Share Your World — 03/04/2024

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Di, at Pensitivity101, is our host for Share Your World each week. Here are her questions for this week.

1. What to you is the first sign of spring?

This is a strange time of the year where we live. We can get two or three nice, dry, sunny, warm (~70°F) days followed by a week of cold, cloudy, rainy days. And it seems to be this way through most of the month of March. So the weather alone is not a good sign of spring.

But as I noted in this post last Sunday, one sign is when the irises start blooming. So far, we’ve only had one iris that has bloomed, but I’m hoping that over next few weeks, more will bloom.

2. Do you have a favorite flower at this time of year?

The only flowers I can name that are in bloom in my yard are the aforementioned irises, so, by default, the iris is my favorite flower at this time of year.

3. Does your country exercise the hour change?

Yes, even though when put before the voters, most are opposed to this semiannual practice. In the U.S., Daylight Saving Time starts this coming Sunday morning at 2 am.

4. Do you spring clean your home throughout, change furniture around, or keep to a normal routine?

We don’t change out any furniture or do any specific seasonal cleaning, so I guess we keep to our normal, year-round routine.