When I think of what I will do with my weekend on Friday, it does not include waking at four on Saturday morning. But that is how it goes. Then there adjustments to make and the fear to face that things may not be what you wanted them to be. And that's what I get when I put too many eggs in one basket as they used to say. I am pretty certain that with sunrise I will go back to bed.
The cat missed me too much, by the way, while I was gone on my brief trip. All I can do is sneeze and blow my way through her copious love. I haven't the heart to do otherwise.
This morning I put up another of my pictures. I won't explain but to say. . . no, I won't. I've heard nothing for two weeks about Frankencamera. Maybe I should move on. I did pick up my tax return from the accountant last night and must remember to mail it today. I am owed money and think about both my needs and my desires. This time, I think, I must let needs triumph. Things fall apart.
No good, this, but it is all I can manage. I will let this go and return to my bed. The sun will rise in a while.
Cats are marvelous animals. I hope your day feels better the second time you rise. Here the sun is out after two days of rain. I spent the better part of yesterday looking through the images on the MFA site after following your link. That and the exquisite Isabella Stuart Gardner museum are my favorite places in Boston.
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ReplyDeleteI gave you a picture with a cat in it today. Balthusian cats are marvelous creatures.
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