spring has sprung. officially. pear blossoms are in full swing. our pool has been drained and refilled with crystal clear water. i wore shorts to the gym today instead of my winter standard: black yoga pants.
and, aside from the fact that my legs were white enough to make casper gasp, my legs didn't look half bad. thank you, rpm class for literally kicking my butt into shape.
this is the time of year to cruise with your windows down and your tunes up before it gets stifling hot and you feel like you might fry like an egg on the sidewalk.
here are a few jams that might just be the two tickets to paradise* you're looking for.
one lovely day : citizen cope
spiritus : lisa mitchell
arizona : kings of leon
love of an orchestra : noah and the whale
amsterdam : peter bjorn and john
old friend : sea wolf
ends of the earth : lord huron
over you : dose
stars (hold on) : youngblood hawk
brother : matt corby
noche nada : givers
frivolous life : yesyou
houseboat babies : reptar
cough syrup : young the giant
let's go : matt and kim
happy spring! now to pick some daffodils.
*that song didn't actually make the cut. sorry, eddie money. it's not you. it's your awful song.