I'm a big fan of Van Morrison, right now.
I'm especially fond of "Tupelo Honey."
I just love the lyrics, the relaxed beat and his soulful voice.
Ah, it's nice.
When I was in Savannah, I saw a store that sold Tupelo honey.
They also sold honey lattes, which I am a big fan of.
Alas, I did not get one. I guess I'll just have to enjoy the song for now.
She's as sweet as Tupelo honey;
she's an angel of the first degree;
she's as sweet as Tupelo honey -
just like honey, baby, from the bees.
(this post is a lot like a deep thought by Jack Handy)