I slept like a rock last night, my sturdy fan blowing any dreams into oblivion and mist, even though right before I went to sleep I read a New Yorker article about North Korea and then a short story about a grandmother who, in a state of dementia, almost killed her grandson.
Lord, I thought, as I turned out the light. Why did I do that?
Didn't matter. Someone could have come and stolen the kitchen sink and I would not have awoken from my slumber.
There's Dearie, the rooster who mostly hides during the day. He is so beautiful with the one exception of having (in my opinion) rather inadequate tail feathers.
How I love my splendid little dinosaurs.
Happy Friday, y'all.
Love...Ms. Moon
Happy Friday, dear Mary. Glad you slept well with your sturdy new fan!
ReplyDeleteThank you! Every night now when I go to turn it on, I am beyond grateful.
DeleteKeep those chicken pictures coming! And I lol'd when you said "why did I do that" about the story you read.
ReplyDeleteShouldn't we read soothing things before we go to bed? I wish I'd never read that story at all.
DeleteThe chutzpah of roosters knows no bounds
ReplyDeleteMy roosters are pretty mild and mellow guys. I am glad.
DeleteI'm glad you had a good sleep.
ReplyDeleteSometimes that's all you need. As you know.
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