Lilacs and cool nights

Today was way longer than it should have been. But still it went by too fast.
W. retired early tonight after forcing herself to stay awake last night to follow the Stanley Cup hockey game that lasted until 1:30 AM. Neither of us had a good night’s sleep.
The soothing smell of Lilacs and the cool summer breeze of evening are coaxing me.
Tonight, even though it’s after 10:30 PM, I’m so ready to crash.1 I hear W. moving around upstairs so she isn’t sleeping yet. Maybe Ozzie is keeping her up, pacing while waiting for me to give him a little nighttime kibble.
I shared some of my apprehensive feelings about a situation in an interesting bloggers life today and wonder if I didn’t cross a line of some sort.2 While the story is endearing, something about it seems off. Anyway, I hope I’m wrong. Not a huge deal, but engaging in an Innernets sort of way.
Today was scattered as I went around looking for plates still spinning and those needing to be put on stick and spun. Now, plates are spinning crazy like. Such summer fun.3
Image: The smell of lilacs in our kitchen is fresh and strong. Such a good smell. W. cut some blooms from our Lilac bushes in the back. It’s the first time they’ve bloomed.
------------------------------------------------------------------------ I’ve been working on that side job I mentioned before…a little every night and most mornings… [↩]
- My instincts are warning me, but they get it wrong sometimes too. [↩]
- Interesting meter that takes on. Maybe a poem in there somewhere. [↩]
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You didn’t cross a line. I appreciate your perspective. I actually would have liked you to elaborate on why you thought that. No worries.