The air has that clean after-rain smell to it tonight. I found a silk skirt at a thrift shop yesterday and it was three sizes too big. So I took it in and wore it today. Then tonight, to my surprise a knock at the door was followed by a woman standing in my hallway from my childhood many, many years ago. She's lived in London, England now for many years. One of the first things she commented on was my skirt. So given that I'm tired, and this afternoon had ten acupuncture needles put into my shoulder, I'd say my moment of creativity is a "blue skirt on a clear night after rain".