It's warmed up considerably, and my husband and I took the dogs on a walk around a reservoir, and I'm happily sweaty and feeling healthy. Sunshine is an amazing mood elevator, and it hints of spring and longer days and bulbs coming up. We did a double feature last night at home: Mr. and Mrs. Smith and Red River. The first was fun, with a whole lot of chemistry between the stars and a plotline that didn't make sense. The second is a classic, which I had not seen since I was a kid watching it on TV. It was Montgomery Cliff's first film, and he is as commanding as Marlon Brando, only more beautiful and nuanced. John Wayne is good, too, and it's about the first cattle drive from Texas to Abilene on the Chisolm Trail. There is even a real Cherokee Indian with a good role as one of the cowboys, and two spunky gals without enough lines played by Colleen Gray and JoAnne Dru. It's in black and white, said to be Howard Hawks' attempt to outdo John Ford. It's got a few points where the plot needed expansion, but overall gives the feeling of what a cattle drive was in those days, and the kind of guys who rode with it.
Then I finished a very good mystery by Lescroat, and settled in for a long winter's nap. What the rest of today holds for me is yet to be discovered, but I'm ready for lunch, a stroll, more reading, or a spot of shopping. Somehow the warm weather makes me think of shoes. Spring shoes. Shoes in bright colors. No black.
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