Life of Wry

That is a lyric, slightly altered from “sunshower” to “sunflower,” from a song I used to listen to (and sing) in the mid-seventies, introduced to me by Stig-Gunne Bengtsson when I lived in Sweden, sung by Dr. Buzzard’s Original Savannah Band. (Lyrics at the end of this post.)

Sunshower, just a sign of the power
Of loving you, oh, baby
Sunshower, got me by the hour
Wanting you, oh, baby

When my eyes went out to you
I made up my mind
That every little thing I do
Be designed to glorify you

Ooh, my whole life through
I’ve been walking in the rain
Until that day, I chanced on you
And the sun came pouring down too

Sunshower, just a sign of the power
Of loving you, oh, baby
Sunshower, got me by the hour
Wanting you, oh, baby

Ooh, a passing word from you
Makes my day worthwhile
It takes all of my deadened dooms
On a ride to a faraway moon

On the dark and troubled sea
You gave me the light
And now I’m sailing so fast and free
Leaving stormy skies behind me

It goes on, but you get the idea.

Oh.. and these shots were taken just north of the ditch in North Davis..at sunset tonight on a walk with Janet. Lovely, lovely.