That’s a new song I made up today on my way home from that place I go 4 days a week, give or take. You’ll have to figure out the tune for yourself - it’s jazz, and I wouldn’t begin to know the chords.
I’m totally pervious to the weather today. Everything is beautiful (in its own way) and I could not be happier about it. Even my impending weekend of work cannot divert my pleasure train today. Nope, I’m pervious to the sunshine, and impervious to cloud cover. If the clouds were made out of plants, we’d have cloud clover.