"Who Knows Where the Time Goes" - Fairport Convention
Happy birthday to Deborah. A beautiful song, beautifully sung by the late, lamented Sandy Denny, who had one of the purest voices I've ever heard, asking the musical question that everyone in our age group asks. (Denny, in the confidence of youth -- she was 20 when she wrote this --, ironically, has "no fear of time" although she would only live to be 31.)
Have a lovely day D. May all those mens around you take up the slack for the day at least. (And I hope it's not raining where you are -- here in DC it has now rained for more than 100 straight hours -- even the atheists are contemplating ark building.)
