Welcome! I am not especially energetic, this weekend, and so…not much to say. The week in general has been cold and windy. Since most of the snow is gone, the dust, mold, and mildew are prevalent in the yard and up and down the street. I am hoping that this will continue to be a dry spring and that the fungi and such will fade away, as it has in a fair number of recent years. I am enjoying the colder weather, again, even with +40 mph wind gusts and temperatures around freezing.
I have tackled a number of household chores, this week, keeping up pretty much with laundry and dish-washing. The Scampers are enjoying their snow-free back yard with much barking and running about. The rabbits seem more plentiful, this spring, and willing to take chances on longer races through the yard, hiding beneath the gazebo and making mad dashes through the north fence and beneath the south gate.
I have come to suspect that my reverse seasonal affective problems are real and worsening over the years. Not certain whether I should get to bed earlier or later. Going with the flow, when I have been waking at night after several hours of sleep, I have gotten up and read or done some writing or quiet picking up around the house. Then I return to bed and sleep four to six hours. I sleep quite soundly, then. It does limit my daylight time and permit me to be more active and alert, rather than trying to keep awake and active during the days and cope with broken sleep.
Past midnight, now, and feeling cheerful in the quiet of the house. I’ve chased Thaddeus Scamper off my lap, so that I can manage typing, again. Checked the weather forecast for the coming week, and it looks to be continuing cold with possibility of snow again towards midweek.
I have enjoyed reading, this past week. I started and finished Anne Bishop’s most recent novel, Crowbones. I enjoy the upbeat style of this particular “world” she’s writing in. I enjoy the absurdities as much as the intricate world building. I am about halfway through Jeffry Dwight’s My Manufactured Soul, and I haven’t the foggiest notion where it’s headed. (First book of several in a series. I have read anthologies edited by him; good stuff.) I am giving it a good shot, not flipping pages to the end of the book to see how it comes out, but reading along in order. Not a style I am used to, but interesting as it goes along. I am looking forward to reading Liberalism and its Discontents (Francis Fukuyama, May 10). I really enjoy his stuff, even though we do not always agree on everything.
Next week, April and National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo). Once again I am warming up, hoping to get into the mood in spite of my current leisurely pace of idleness. I have written several poems in Ronovan’s weekly poetry writing challenges. Wednesday’s poetic form is sijo, I think. I have written several poems using this form and enjoyed writing them. Long enough to say something more complex than with the 11- to 17-syllable haiku,
This has been a nicely quiet time, before my heading off to sleep. Relaxing. Self-structured.
I wonder what the new day will bring.
Thanks for your presence!
Hugs & much love,
P.S. Interesting beach art photographs in Natalie the Explorer’s #weekendcoffeeshare post for this week. Not to be missed! Thanks, Natalie! Goodbye Winter Hello Spring 2022.