A HORSE THAT FLIES

ha. made you look. you know who you are. and you're like, "have you ever seen a flying horse? ...you don't even know the song." but you know what i have seen? a flying god. a god that flies. with his winged sandals and his winged staff and his winged cap -- looking much better than the flat footed statue of neptune above the fountain one courtyard over. and the fountain with which the other two form a nearly equilateral triangle is the one that's the last one in spain that plays music by means of a hydraulic organ. and one of only three in europe. it doesn't, however, play on the hour as the placard advertises. and today the peacocks from the english garden might get lost in the maze. and although the abundance of orange blossoms and lilacs has been too much for any spell of rain to completely overcome, it seems not quite completely possible to lose yourself in the fragrances of the gardens in april if the clouds don't stay in one place. it's all a bit confusing. but i can blame the god that flies. and you (all) can shut up, because if we're putting up with so much superstition this week then it might as well be mine. then again, there's also the science, but the thing is that right now the science is off. and that's what sticks the procession in the middle of the bridge in the rain. and that's what causes your server to bring you one too many plates of honeyed short ribs and two too many of that -- granted -- really amazing thing that they do with the poached egg and the mushroom bizcocho. lost? ride your flying horse there. the point is that i understand. i understand that nothing makes sense, and so the least that you can do is to understand my inability to understand the thing with the flying horse.

worry, however, not. two more days and the god flies out of retrograde. and yes, that's a word. no, not retrocession, which -- yes -- is another word, but they have something different to do with the same thing. communication, logic, technology...all of it flown out the window. not following? that's the point!!

but worry not. two more days and he flies right, just in time for the processions on holy thursday. we can evaluate them then with an even temper and a cool head, even if all those heads under the hoods might not be so cool. for the first day out of the quagmire and worth predicting, they're predicting sun.