Just put up, fresh after midnight… November night via November « a night kitchen.
Sophie the dog was exceptionally nervous all night, wanting to be let out and in, and whuffing and barking at me the rest of the time. Just now, I heard the reason for all of her nervous energy: coyotes, the local pack, at least five of them and probably more around ten. Their yelps are … Continue reading Coyotes at night
I sit here late at night on a cold and rainy midnight, readjusting my fingers to the Macintosh’s keyboard. I am not yet ready to hunker down into the partial hibernation that one goes into in the winter time. I look for color when the outer world is drained of it. Today there are maples … Continue reading October night, late
This was exactly my opinion last night while I was watching the debate. The constant repetition of “my friends” was spooking me out, but I didn’t think anyone else had noticed it, until I read the following. Via The Volokh Conspiracy – Dear Senator McCain:… Dear Senator McCain: Repeatedly calling me and everyone else in the … Continue reading What I was thinking myself