Yesterday was one of those gorgeous days that come along in the spring when the flowers are in bloom, the grass and trees are a fresh moist green, the sky is clear and blue, and it isn't yet hot. It was just about perfect.Work still loomed, but deadlines and problems seemed less consequential, and I got home while it was still bright. Rastro and I were lured outdoors to bask in the soft air and slanting sunlight.
This was a first. Portable or not, Rastro hasn't wandered much and had never been outside before. We may have to make a habit of this. Spinning in the outdoors was lovely, in the strong light and the gentle breeze. The birds chirped, and the world went entertainingly about its business. And on the practical side, I didn't have to worry about catching the little flecks of debris that fall from the fiber as it's drawn out to be twisted. I just let 'em fall overboard. If I had a dog again to lie alongside me, it would be just about perfect.
There was only one cloud to mar my day. What could it be?
American Idol.
Oh, I know I haven't mentioned it, and I usually just talk about the knitting and the spinning. But now and again I quite like a good swig of singing talent and merciless judging. We all have our quirks.
This season, I came late to American Idol and only watched for the last few rounds. But from the moment I woke up and started paying attention, one singer had me riveted. Adam Lambert. The assured, powerful voice that swelled and rose and never faltered. The fiery laser-blue gaze from eyes fringed in black. The one-man glam-rock revival. He survived all the way into the finals as one fell after another. The foreordained winner. Or so I thought.
And the winner is... yes, yes, YES? Kris Allen. ... Kris Allen? Nooooo!
OK, I realize that Kris is talented and likable and his singing style is very popular. Lots of people love him. It's a nice thing that he won.
But, as for me, it's just one of those things. I'll be waiting for Adam's album.
It will be just about perfect.
3 comments:
I love to spin and/or knit outdoors. There's just something so cathartic about it. As for American Idol...I was also surprised although I had heard that Arkansas votes the most of any other state and Allen was an Arkansas boy. He reminds me of James Taylor a little. I'm sure Adam will end up doing something spectacular - Broadway, band - he sure looked right at home singing with KISS.
We don't get any local channels, so I've not been sucked in to any of the American Idol stuff.
I knit outside so much this weekend I think I have one of the worst sunburns I've had in years. Always wear sunscreen at the pool and beach, usually sit in the shade if its warm- but I'm not usually able to get out and knit that early in the day- so now I'm neon pink. Not kidding- neon.
Robin, thanks, glad to know I'm not the only one who was impressed. :)
Puffy, ouch, hope it's not too painful. On the bright side, maybe the neon pink sunburn could inspire some exciting colorways!
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