1 am monday
I'm all out of whack with sleep times and wake times right now. I kind of like it. With this sickness I'm giving myself a vacation from the clock and "time". I can sleep whenever I want and I only need to be awake at a particular time for one thing - letting the chickens out in the morning.
Here's the view in my room right now. I put up fairy lights around the ceiling when I first set up this room in 2013 and I'm glad I did. They give the perfect amount of light to be able to sleep and to see to get around in the night if I'm awake.
Yesterday I was feeling a little better, weaving hexagons, watching My Crazy Ex-Girlfriend and looking out this window in the afternoon. I thought yeah, It's beautiful out there. I think I can go outside and take a walk - take some pictures. I'm feeling good enough for that. So here's some pix of things out back - all stuff I've taken pictures of before - now just a different season, different lens:
Wood from an old fence that Dave is drying out.
Hemlock.
The goatshed has been neglected this summer.
Dad's chair.
Dave's garden.
Marigolds and squash.
Path to the creek.
Path to the lake.
I forget what these are called. They have yellow petaled flowers and are very tall.
Poke berries.
Dave must have found this and set it up. I never saw it before.
Home again.
Here's the view in my room right now. I put up fairy lights around the ceiling when I first set up this room in 2013 and I'm glad I did. They give the perfect amount of light to be able to sleep and to see to get around in the night if I'm awake.
Yesterday I was feeling a little better, weaving hexagons, watching My Crazy Ex-Girlfriend and looking out this window in the afternoon. I thought yeah, It's beautiful out there. I think I can go outside and take a walk - take some pictures. I'm feeling good enough for that. So here's some pix of things out back - all stuff I've taken pictures of before - now just a different season, different lens:
Wood from an old fence that Dave is drying out.
Hemlock.
The goatshed has been neglected this summer.
Dad's chair.
Dave's garden.
Marigolds and squash.
Path to the creek.
Path to the lake.
I forget what these are called. They have yellow petaled flowers and are very tall.
Poke berries.
Dave must have found this and set it up. I never saw it before.
Home again.