Temperature almost hit 70 degrees today--stunning, shocking, spring falling out of our pants in mid-January. I walked around the block without a jacket, just for the novelty of it--the whole world waking up, earth and all, the smell of it in the air and wet on the pavement for just one day, just this movement and then back into storage, like a coat you won't see again until it's time for change.
Tonight begins 28 shows in a row without a break. I am anxious to get into it--I'm perversely excited by the challenge. I should be griping, and I was before today, but now I am eager to get the show on the road.