Monday, Monday..

I’m tired tonight.. Even with the huge mug of coffee that I have taken to inhaling after work – normally that perks me up a bit for the evening.

Mondays are usually pretty much the same around here.  I leave work at 4pm and walk the short walk home.  This time of year it’s rapidly getting dark and as I cross the bridge over Cusop Dingle I can see it’s flooding.

At home Toastie is waiting and we scoot out the door together, me fully Mac’ed up against the rain and Toast in the lead.

Tonight, half way up the Dingle Road, we had the good fortune to hear two owls calling each other and one swoop down, crossing the road in front of us.  The bats we usually see flicking around, have vacated the air space for the time being.  I hope they are holed up somewhere safe for bats – belfrys?

When The Toastilator and I  have walked till it’s nearly too dark to see properly, we turn for home, both of us keen for fire and food.

Later, while I did the dishes and stared out through the window into the black night, I reflected on just how lucky I am to have this warm home to hole up in. How I really need to appreciate it now – because everything can change, just like that.

My Squash Monster cushion, I' m sort of glad I sewed his mouth on a bit wonky.
My Squash Monster cushion, I’ m sort of glad I sewed his mouth on a bit wonky.
Printers drawer I got for my birthday.  I love collecting tiny things to put in it. Sad no?
Printers drawer I got for my birthday. I love collecting tiny things to put in it. Sad no?
A little joyful job for this evening - pinning out the snow flakes I crocheted for bunting :-)
A little joyful job for this evening – pinning out the snow flakes I crocheted for bunting 🙂

 

 

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