Today I went outside during a rain break and took some pictures. Some are of flowers, but all are of plants. I have little to expand upon, so I will leave you with the lyrics to "Come On Eileen" by Dexys Midnight Runners. That song has played on the radio the last two days in a row, and it is now stuck in your head as well as mine.
Poor old Johnny Ray
Sounded sad upon the radio
But he moved a million hearts in mono
Our mothers cried
Sang along
Who'd blame them
You've grown, so grown
Now I must say more than ever come on Eileen
Too-ra-loo-ra, too-ra-loo-rye aye
And we can sing just like our fathers
Come on Eileen
Oh, I swear what he means
At this moment you mean everything
You in that dress
My thoughts I confess
Verge on dirty
Oh, come on Eileen
These people round here
Wear beaten down eyes sunk
In smoke dried faces
They're so resigned to what their fate is
But not us, no never
No not us, no never
We are far too young and clever
Too-ra-loo-ra, too-ra-loo-rye aye
And you'll hum this tune forever...
...Come on Eileen too-rye-aye
ETC
Those lyrics make absolutely no sense. But it's still a fun song. Thanks, English dudes.
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