It is overcast but warm this Tuesday morning. I woke later than usual, and Snookums had already drawn the coffeepot down so that there were only two cups. One quickly learns in this household that latecomers to the pot are on their own. But she does leave the brewer filled and ready, so it is just a quick flick of the switch if you feel that it is more than a two-cup morning.
So … I get my coffee, pad down to the studio to find Snook entertaining the bird. Kippur, named such when we took her home one Yom Kippur several years ago. I am not sure of just how many years since my awareness of time has gone. Perhaps it is preparation for eternity, however that arrives.
Snook and Kippur have an early morning routine where she tells Alexa, the ever-listening tool of Satan, to play music. Kippur needs noise. Some mornings she gets a bath in her cage, and once a week, she gets a new floor of ground corncobs and her cage vacuumed out.
I reluctantly turned to my morning newsfeeds, knowing full well that the anti-gun ghouls would not waste a tragedy like Las Vegas to mewl and cry about the evil NRA and guns. And they didn’t. I have fought the good fight for my right to be armed at least as well as the criminals and nut cases, but it is time to retire from the fight and let others resist the call to die on anti-gunner’s altar of non-violence.
*Taking a sip of coffee and letting gorge settle after reading Hillary’s bleating about evil guns and NRA*
Even though we don’t really get the cold nights here until late October or November, we still have a feeling of Autumn. The fields and meadows are quiet, with only the distant drone of tractors plowing for winter crops. Funny how I note that sound, then it fades from consciousness.
I didn’t take the laptop out for today’s exercise. I do intend to do most of these little missives out on the stoop. I have really enjoyed having a working laptop. I purchased an older machine that is almost the perfect size, but it never quite delivered the performance that I desired. This one is a bit more unwieldly, but it runs beautifully.
Speaking of writing exercises. I just re-read yesterday’s offering, and I am cringing. I am a bit more careless with the laptop because it is much harder to format text and copy/paste, and I posted an incomplete page. I think I’ll not correct it, just to remind me that I need to be a bit more careful when working with it.
And so this morning unfolds. If you see the little blurb “Thou shalt write each and every day. The profound and the mundane, thou shalt write of it ”, or see the little drawing of a sweating writer on your facebook newsfeed, you’ll know that it is a banal coffee post and you may safely go on to other items. I’ll likely post these each weekday morning. It is more to get my writing skills back up to speed, and to keep a few people who are interested in my day to day musings up to speed.