Tomorrow's moving day and I'm in a strangely good mood.
I say strangely because I haven't been accustomed to good moods lately. And also because I hate moving (I tried to count how many times I've moved house in my life, and I lost track somewhere in the 20-30 range. You would think I'd have grown to enjoy hauling my possessions around by now.)
But still, I'm getting all sorts of positive vibes as I sit here and type. First, because the boxes are finally all stuffed and sealed. Second, because I'm coming back to my beloved city (twenty kilometres away might not seem like much to you, but it's an ocean for a city girl like yours truly.) Third, because I'm watching France-Mexico with the girls tonight. And generally, because life is sweet like a yellow pepper.
Wait, what? Where did the yellow pepper thing come from?
Not to worry, that's just me trying out an awkward but oh-so-poetic transition to this great shot by Mr. Res Sr. (aka Daddy). This photo just puts me in a good mood. Look at that little yellow pepper there, in with his species yet distinctly out of place (I've named him Res Pepper.) I'm thinking of getting this photo framed and putting it up in my spanking new kitchen.
*because there's no reason why I shouldn't throw in a German title when the mood strikes