Imbolc Anniversary Moon
Grandma’s cooking jucy lucy’s using the hamburger press I bought her as her first anniversary present. Can’t wait.
Gabe’s been here since last night; Ruthie spent the night at a “sleepover” which apparently involved no sleep. She’s been asleep since she got here, first in the back of Jon’s car and now in the bed upstairs. I found Gabe playing out in the backyard. I asked him what he was doing and he said, “Playing.” “Playing’s good,” I said. “Playing’s good but being lazy would be better,” he replied.
That old sun, taking longer and longer to get to bed, is just now sinking below Black Mountain. Tomorrow, back on DST, it will sink at the same time, but we’ll pretend, for some reason, that it’s an hour later. No, I won’t go on my usual rant. I’ll just say, Resist daylight saving time. Resist now!
