As the light drains from the sky, a single bat flaps toward the crescent moon.
I picked up a cushion from the outside bench and there were hundreds of ant eggs in the space between the boards. Now that the eggs were in the sunlight, the ant colony sprung into action and every ant grabbed an egg and moved it to an alternate, dark location. Once that egg was moved, the ant came back and grabbed another one.
This is a great example of how to respond in a crisis. Everyone knows exactly what their task is and they accomplish it. Within minutes, all of the eggs were gone because of decentralized control and an understanding of what needs to be done. The sunlight was the trigger for the ants to take action.
I was nearly cut off by a car with Honk if you Love Jesus on the bumper. It was not a small sticker, but vinyl letters that ran the width of the bumper. I couldn’t bring myself to honk at the car because I was afraid the driver would think I loved Jesus.
I dreamed I was reading The Intestinal Fortitude of Marriage. It was 42 chapters.
I woke up early this morning, just like every other day. I wish I could sleep in, but some days I just can’t get back to sleep. The morning sun is streaming in the windows and its brightness keeps me awake.
My excitement also keeps me awake. Continue reading “A Hopeful Day”
It is nearly 90 degrees out and the cat enjoys spending the day outside. Most of the deck is in shade during the first half of the day, but once the sun clears the trees, it is mostly in direct sunlight. I have to check the corners for the kitty if I’m looking for her in the afternoon. That’s where the patches of shade are.
A small man seethes in an underground bunker while the country burns as a result of his actions. He is so cowardly that he turns all the lights off in the nation’s house.
My local public library has closed during this shelter at home time. I have plenty of books that I haven’t read, but the library is more than just getting books to read. In fact, I have a stack of library books sitting on my table that I got before the library. I’ve only read part of one book and haven’t picked up the others.
The library offers me promise of exploration. I check out way more books than I will ever read. Something looks interesting. New books come out that people are talking about. It’s easy to bring it home with optimism. But it’s not a big deal if I don’t read it. I just take it back.
I don’t buy books because I usually only read them once and there’s a chance that I will never read it. Or even worse, not like it. I can’t wait for the library to reopen, so I can check out books that I won’t read.
There was a series of broken mailboxes along the road and all I could think about was every movie or tv show where teenagers drive down the road bashing mailboxes with a baseball bat. It is hard to imagine prankish, teenage vandalism at a time like this.