Peace,
Karen
Monday, September 13, 2010
A New Addition
Peace,
Karen
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Strangers in the Night...
By bedtime yesterday the stage was set for a perfect night of sleep. No heat, no humidity, no wind. A little after 10 pm I turned out the light, Karen put her arm around me and Bam! I was gone. I slept hard and deep without moving or needing to get up until about 2:30 this morning when something reached down into my consciousness and pulled me to the surface. Usually when that happens it is a dog barking and my brain doesn't want me to miss the chance to listen to yet another canine barking for no reason at O dark-thirty in the morning. But my brain didn't hear a dog; rather my brain woke me to hear a ...sheep?
I couldn't believe it either so this time I listened and I'll be damned, it was a sheep! But wait, I thought, there are no sheep in the neighborhood. Well then, what is it? Hmmm. It has to be a-deer. Yup, that's what it is, a deer bleating in the night. Sounded close, maybe right out in the backyard. O, there it is again. Cool. Ok, time to go back to sleep.
"Wait a minute" my brain says to me, "what about the deer tracks in the driveway when you and Karen went for a walk after supper? And what about your sweet corn? Better go see if any deer are in the garden."
"No way, I want to sleep."
"Get up and check the garden. You can sleep later."
"Liar. You never let me go back to sleep."
"The garden.."
"Ok". So I did get up and with the help of a waning moon high in the southeast I looked out on the garden and saw exactly zero deer. I went to the bathroom and snuggled back under the covers. Now that doesn't mean the deer hadn't already visited the corn. Maybe the bleat I heard was actually a belch from a deer with a full belly. We'll have to wait for daylight to see if the buck-toothed varmints paid us a visit. In the meantime I am stuck with a brainworm- Frank Sinatra singing "Strangers in the Night". Sheesh.
6 am- getting light out. Time to get ready for the bike ride into work. Brrr. 46 degrees feels so cold today but I know it will be a beautiful ride in. We are coming into the nicest time of year. If only the season could be stretched out so we had more time to really enjoy it to the fullest.
Have a great day. Peace and love to you all.
Mike
(no one stranger)
Mike
I couldn't believe it either so this time I listened and I'll be damned, it was a sheep! But wait, I thought, there are no sheep in the neighborhood. Well then, what is it? Hmmm. It has to be a-deer. Yup, that's what it is, a deer bleating in the night. Sounded close, maybe right out in the backyard. O, there it is again. Cool. Ok, time to go back to sleep.
"Wait a minute" my brain says to me, "what about the deer tracks in the driveway when you and Karen went for a walk after supper? And what about your sweet corn? Better go see if any deer are in the garden."
"No way, I want to sleep."
"Get up and check the garden. You can sleep later."
"Liar. You never let me go back to sleep."
"The garden.."
"Ok". So I did get up and with the help of a waning moon high in the southeast I looked out on the garden and saw exactly zero deer. I went to the bathroom and snuggled back under the covers. Now that doesn't mean the deer hadn't already visited the corn. Maybe the bleat I heard was actually a belch from a deer with a full belly. We'll have to wait for daylight to see if the buck-toothed varmints paid us a visit. In the meantime I am stuck with a brainworm- Frank Sinatra singing "Strangers in the Night". Sheesh.
6 am- getting light out. Time to get ready for the bike ride into work. Brrr. 46 degrees feels so cold today but I know it will be a beautiful ride in. We are coming into the nicest time of year. If only the season could be stretched out so we had more time to really enjoy it to the fullest.
Have a great day. Peace and love to you all.
Mike
(no one stranger)
Mike
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