Yep, that would be ideal.
Ah, yes, of course. The gypsies, they gave you your soul. The gypsies are filthy people. Ptui! We shall speak of them no more.
Ilona Costa Bianchi ,'The Girl in Question'
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
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EpicTangent - Dec 08, 2016 3:27:39 pm PST #28247 of 30002
Why isn't everyone pelting me with JOY, dammit? - Zenkitty
erin_obscure - Dec 08, 2016 8:31:36 pm PST #28248 of 30002
Occasionally I’m callous and strange
My average on current schedule is try to get to bed by 2am so actually get to bed by 3am on non work days which is perfect for me. Since 70% of my work days lately end up being 2 hrs longer than expected (thanks forced short-notice overtime!) and those I don't get off till 3am, I can't keep to perfection on work days. The forced overtime days I don't usually get to bed till 4, but I also don't dither about, I get straight to bed once i'm home and have fed the cat.
Laura - Dec 09, 2016 3:02:30 am PST #28249 of 30002
Our wings are not tired.
My body has settled into a daylight schedule. Sun up, me up. Unfortunately this means I get sleepy very early in the winter. This was not the case most of my life where I was the night owl who loved to sleep until noon.
sumi - Dec 09, 2016 6:37:09 am PST #28250 of 30002
Art Crawl!!!
Laura, do you sleep in more this time of year because the sun does?
Laura - Dec 09, 2016 6:48:44 am PST #28251 of 30002
Our wings are not tired.
Yes, my eyes start to just shut on me. In the summer when I am in NY the sun wakes me before 5 and I am up late! In the winter in FL about 7 I start to think about the day being done. Craziness.
Beverly - Dec 09, 2016 10:20:00 am PST #28252 of 30002
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
One starts looking approvingly at hibernation, this time of year. Dark dallies late in the morning, slinks in early in the afternoon, and I want to curl up on the couch and doze, until it's time for bed.
It looks like Currier and Ives out my front window. The across-the-street neighbors have their house decked out for Christmas, and the red ribbon-wound porch railing, the wreath on the door, and the toy soldier at attention beside the steps are all sugar-dusted with snow, and more is gently falling. I should dig through the dvds, find the fireplaces one, and pop it in the player. We have (soft) cider--I could heat that on the stove and add a few cloves and some cinnamon.
Zenkitty - Dec 09, 2016 10:31:27 am PST #28253 of 30002
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Sounds wonderful, Beverly.
Calli - Dec 09, 2016 11:33:10 am PST #28254 of 30002
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Nice photo, Beverly!
Callaluna - Dec 09, 2016 1:30:25 pm PST #28255 of 30002
And in the side garden
Lovely photo, and yes I see it's a Buddha... but did anyone else immediately think of Weeping Angels? Anyone?
Beverly - Dec 09, 2016 1:48:27 pm PST #28256 of 30002
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
I can see how the somber mood and the lighting could remind you of the Weeping Angels, Callaluna.
It is somber, the last of the purple bell blossoms are still clinging on the vine. I expect they won't survive the night.