Ah, the joys of the outside world, fresh air, sunshine, and all that other icky stuff. But due to me having a dog, and not having a fenced-in yard, I get the wonderful opportunity to go outside at least 6 times a day, something that this here misanthrope does not willingly do. Bleh. Double bleh in the summer when the smell of a dumpster intensifies due to heat. (Subtle hint: If you ever become an apartment dweller, try, for the love of God, try to get one as far away from the dumpster as possible.)
So... At least 4 of these outside trips are when the glowing orb of pain is overhead, burning my fair skin as if I was some undead vampire or something. Thus, I get to look at things... Like other people's dog squeeze, so as not to step in said squeeze. And garbage and non-vegetation things that just don't belong on grass and such. Thus I keep my head down at least half the time I am walking said dog, Kegan, by the way.
While I am walking Kegan around the apartment block's grassy sward, I notice things other than dog (and raccoon) squeeze and garbage. Like the 'grass' is often not grass but some sort of weeds or other non-grass greens. And the grass that is actually grass is composed of multiple varieties, from Bahia, Centipede, St. Augustine, and at least 4 other types I don't recognize and really care to recognize but they are definitely grasses.
Then there are the flowers. Now, being allergic to the color 'green' makes me not a fan of standard variety flowers that people put in vases in their houses. Especially the more 'floral' the fragrance from said flowers are. Like that's really a no bueno for me for 'stinky' flowers.
But I'm not talking about gardenias, roses, geraniums, even daisies and other flowers that people purposely plant for whatever weird reason people plant plants for that aren't either ground cover, vision screening or for food production (whether as bait for hunting or for feed for farm animals or for food for actual hoomans.)
No.
I'm talking about the non-grass plants that seem to proliferate amongst the grass plants in the lawn around the apartments. Little things, often very small, and very subject to heat or lack of humidity, only appearing when the glowing orb of pain isn't baking the surface of the area into a dry crispy husk.
And... these little flowers are just beautiful. Tiny little colorful shapes of perfection, gorgeous in their shape and form.
Morning! Today's forecast calls for blue skies (spoken)
The sun is shining in the sky
There ain't a cloud in sight
It's stopped raining
Everybody's in the play
And don't you know, it's a beautiful new day
Hey, hey, hey!
Running down the avenue
See how the sun shines brightly
In the city
All the streets where once was pity
Mr. Blue Sky is living here today!
Hey, hey, hey!
Mr. Blue Sky
Please tell us why
You had to hide away for so long (so long)
Where did we go wrong?
Mr. Blue Sky
Please tell us why
You had to hide away for so long (so long)
Where did we go wrong?
Hey, you with the pretty face
Welcome to the human race!
A celebration
Mr. Blue Sky's up there waiting
And today is the day we've waited for
Ah, ah, ah
Oh, Mr. Blue Sky
Please tell us why
You had to hide away for so long (so long)
Where did we go wrong?
Hey there Mr. Blue!
We're so pleased to be with you
Look around, see what you do
Everybody smiles at you
Hey there Mr. Blue!
We're so pleased to be with you
Look around, see what you do
Everybody smiles at you!
Mr. Blue Sky
Mr. Blue Sky
Mr. Blue Sky
Mr. Blue, you did it right
But soon comes Mr. Night
Creeping over, now his hand is on your shoulder
Nevermind, I'll remember you this
I'll remember you this way!
Mr. Blue Sky
Please tell us why
You had to hide away for so long (so long)
Where did we go wrong?
Hey there Mr. Blue (sky)
We're so pleased to be with you (sky)
Look around see what you do (blue)
Everybody smiles at you
Please turn me over (vocoder voice that is, to me, incomprehensible.)
