Eventfulness.

I finally made it back to my prairie this evening, in a half-hour I plucked out from between organizing the week and feeding the dog.  There is nothing in my world like that prairie.

One favorite moment from the weekend: taking a second sleep in this morning's sunny bedroom.  In this bed, I sleep on the right side, rather than the left, which means I curl toward the inside of the bed, rather than away from it.  By the time I put my book down and curled over for my extra hour, the dog was already sound asleep again on his bed in the corner of the room.

I now own blue boots and have been wearing them with everything, all over town.