Good morning, good morning. Owen is here and fought going back to sleep. We went out to the porch swing where morning was coming on gently and the birds sang him back to sleep and the cars went by and I held him in my arms and noticed that all of the lady spiders but one have disappeared and I wonder where?
And now, I too, am going back to bed. To breathe a bit, perhaps, and practice mindfulness until I am in mindlessness and then, sleep for me too.