the rite of spring
Weeks ago when we were comforting ourselves with the words: April showers bring May flowers... and now the sun is out! 'Tis amazing how spring can make everything disarmingly beautiful, especially parks in the mornings and skies in the late afternoons--such a creative assortment of colours. On a musical note, listening to Stravinsky's The Rite of Spring at home can make one quite anxious, but when you are at RFH half dozing off to nocturnes, I guarantee that he is the man to keep you awake.
Brussel sprouts are deceptively cute, but have a shocking bad flavour--I don't know why I care to buy them.