Three AM and there was to be no sleeping. Chicken (Soul-o aka Bugs) got up and began to hunt crickets in the studio. So many this year. It got crazy. I diverted him with a snack. We made coffee. It is warm. No fire.
A little night stitching. Something small. Light. Some chatting. The cat went back to sleep. More chatting.
6:AM. The alarm just went off so I don't forget to put out the trash. Too many scavengers around here to put it out the night before.
Sun's up.
A very bedraggled fox just ran by. I smelled her first. No camera.
There will be napping later, no doubt.
