That’s me. And it’s never so obvious to me as in late spring, with Oregon’s on and (mostly) off sunshine. On a sunny day I can get right to things. On a cloudy day, with or without rain, it takes half the day to get revved up. It does not help that my inner two year old controls my sleep pattern. 1 am: “I need to go to bed.” “No!” 2 am “I need to go to bed.” “No!” 3…
This is just a few seconds. The rain itself lasted only a few minutes. I love this kind of rain. And it wasn’t raining in the backyard. I finally got all my Christmas decorations put away. Well, boxed and ready to put on the shelves. I wondered why I took so long, but I think it’s because I knew that Iqbal does not understand the sentimental value of the decorations, and sure enough, I found some that were broken, and…