This click was taken in October of 2015. I still love all the colors.
All. The. Colors.
In Other News ~
I was up at 4:30 this morning having gone to bed at 11 p.m. and getting a solid 5 1/2 hours of sleep. This startled the G-Man who is the early riser in our casa, 6:00 a.m. like clockwork every single day.
I still function like I did in school — up at the last possible minute. Dressed as quickly as possible. And then stretched out on the couch, flat on my backpack, eyes closed, until time for the school bus.
In other words, I’m not a morning person.
Except for today. Today, I’m up at 4:30 sipping decaffeine and writing this blog and contemplating the change in my circadian rhythm. That I can spell circadian at this hour is mind-boggling.
Also thinking I prefer the term hoarfrost to bomb cyclone or bombogenesis. And if you’re in the path of the bomb cyclone along the east coast of Canada and the US, be safe!
Here be Friday. Mama Weather on steroids.
You know what to do. Meet you in the bar in 3…2…1… If you get there before I do, order me a Hot Buttered Rum. Please and thank you.