Don’t forget to check out the Orionid Meteor Shower, which reached it’s peak in the wee hours of the morning, but will still run for a few more days. Had no trouble seeing some beauties last night around 12-1 AM, and the best viewing is until 6 AM. The shower will grow weaker until it fades on October 29.
Don’t forget to make a wish!
WENT OUT at 1 AM. Nice back porch view. Stretched out on lawn chair. Comfy wrap of raccoon and big fluffy blanket. I can hear raccoons rustling in the forest. They would not be so bold about attacking the bird feeders if they knew I was wearing their cousin Hortensia.
Forest is very noisy. Big fat hooty owl hooting, and I would like to muzzle those hunting dogs. They must see a deer or something because they never shut up for an entire hour. They are at least a half mile away, which precludes my throwing them some puppy chow as a pacifier.
Very loud crickets and frogs in weather which should be too cold for crickets and frogs. We have super hardy critters out here.
Spent a few weeks in the city, and never heard one animal. In the country, you hear nothing else. I don’t know how anything gets eaten out in the wild, because everything is loud and you can hear it coming from the next county. I declare that herd of deer is wearing iron shoes.
I brought me a nice big cup of hot chocolate. With raspberries. Yum!
Saw pretty falling star within minutes and then nothing for an hour.
Stars getting blurry. Am I going blind? Getting sleepy? No, here comes cloud cover. Curses.
I also really, really need new glasses. Really.
Fall asleep after I am reasonably certain I am not going blind. Wake up in 38 degree cold weather under my blankie and dead raccoon coat, and have big crick in neck.
Well, I saw one star, and hope I get some luck.
Said luck shall consist of new glasses for Colleen.
Boring, but there you go. You just weren’t specific enough. And never mention something you need in proximity to a wish. The Powers That Be tend to jam the two together.
I don’t think there will be any luck involved in my getting new glasses. I just need to make an appointment, get off my butt, and go get them! I keep procrastinating.
Luck will be, say if the gig I am doing conceptual work for gets picked up!
Oh, ha. I knew I heard something funny last night. Trash cans completely raided by forest critters. Left big mess for me to clean up.
I give my locking trash can lids a bad review.
It’s the raccoons getting back at you for cousin Hortensia.
I say the little bandits had it coming!