In the Service of Her Majesty The Queen

Up early again.

And I am up before the squirrels this morning.

It is cold...not as cold as other areas, perhaps, but cold enough for Florida.
My vest and sweatshirt are not enough to stop the wind that cuts right through
them, making me shiver.

I run out of coffee and am stuck with instant...my emergency supply that
sits in the pantry probably for a couple of years now, and tastes like...I
don't know what it tastes like. Something horrible, no matter how much
milk I put in it. I could, I suppose add vanilla, but then I'd have to also
put sugar in it, and I stopped liking sugar in my coffee long ago.

I will be glad when I can drive again. I am out of money to give the
neighbor women, so I will likely try driving today to the local grocery
store. That will be a fun experience. Limping around the store. Maybe
I should try one of those motorized shopping carts, but I won't. Pride.

Some of the birds are singing when I go out to the porch with my horrible
coffee to smoke my too strong cigarettes. Isn't there something a little
wrong with this picture?

I see a female cardinal land in the green dogwood tree, a red male follows
her. Another female follows him and chases off the first one. They cluck
at one another and she spreads her tail feathers, curtseys to him. He
raises his crest. Suddenly, another red male appears and all three take
off to the loquat tree. The other female joins them and a terrific squabbling
takes place. You would think they would pair up, but that doesn't seem to
be the case. I think it is comical and I laugh.

Not a bad way to start the day, despite the lousy coffee and harsh cigarettes.

My leg seems better today, too. I am not propping it up this morning.

I hope your day goes well and you find a smile or two, as well. Or more.

 

Fair Lady, you are late. This worries your subjects. Pray respond to our concerns!

 

The moon is as near to full as makes no difference.

The deepest part of night closes in, silence reigns.

Cold tonight, it makes me dizzy. My lips tingle.

All the creatures except the owl sleeps.

Soon, so will I.


To all who go to sleep on this side of the world,
or who are already safely in their beds,

The Nightly Mission:

Take the light with you tonight
and find a safe place within
you to keep alive and bright.

Darkness creeps and crawls and calls
it likes to play hide and seek
inside your mind, take a toll.

Fight back with the light.
Stay safe this night.

And wake up in the morning!

G'Night.

 

Good morning!

All four cardinals are flying around this morning.

The two red males chase each other from tree to tree,
even going under the neighbor's car. The females
follow the males, one female driving off the other,
but not for long.

Just like yesterday, but it seems somehow more
intense today.

I realize I haven't seen the little sparrows in awhile,
perhaps because I haven't refilled the bird feeder.

A small flock of crows lands in the live oak across
the street, then on the pavement in front of my house.
They caw and do their crow croakly thing, making a
lot of noise and accomplishing nothing by it that I
can tell. Perhaps they just like to talk to one another.

It's cold this morning.

My leg continues to improve. I turn too suddenly and
put all my weight on the leg I hurt and it bears up,
but l still hold my breath for a second until I know it
will hold. I forget and try to cross it over the other
one, but it is too soon to do that, I think.

I was restless last night, took a long time to fall into
sleep. Nothing major, just the mind not cooperating
with the body. Not unusual at all for me.

My horrible coffee does not taste as bad today. But I
am still going to the store to get some real coffee.

I hope you have a good day.

I will be tired and have a long night ahead. But actually
going somewhere today will be nice.

 

Lamentation

I would brush your hair back
from your forehead with my hand,
feather light,
so as not to disturb your sleep.

If I could, I would.
I would.

I would smooth your eyebrows
sleek across your face, my fingers
gentle, soft, a caress that might
bring your smile.

If I could, I would.
I would.

I would stare at your face
mark every feature, my eyes
burning your memory lest
I forget you.

If I could, I would.
I would.

I would lay down next to you,
body to body, bare breasts
pressed into your back, my hand
in your hand.

If I could, I would.
I would.

I would pull the long black night
over us, from head to toe,
and follow you to whence
you go.

If I could, I would.

Ah yes, I would follow you
if I could.

 

Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. Soothing, touching, sensuous. A deeply moving piece (for me, at least).

An original composition, perhaps?

 

You are such a romantic at heart. I will say that I do not know how it could
be soothing, though.

It was kicking around in my head for 3 days now, and wouldn't leave, so I wrote
it down. Didn't do much to it, it's pretty rough, actually.

I, personally, have never had anyone I loved (other than relatives) die, so I
guess I am a romantic, too.

Thank you.

 

It is officially the full moon tonight.

All the birds save one are treed, safely perched.

One blue jay sits on the lawn, not moving. I wonder
if it is sick or wounded and decide to walk over and
see. It flies up into a tree as I come close. I hear
the clicking the birds make when they are alarmed
at my presence.

For some silly reason, I feel like I have done my
deed for the day. Not that I have done any
lately.

If not great, it was a good day today, looks like it will
be a decent night.

I hope you had a good day, too.

And have a good night.

 

Mostly clear skies here. Low in the sky. Full. WONDERFUL!

You seem to be attuned to nature and the "Old Faith", perhaps it's Beory's blessing you feel.

 

I drove to the local store tonight and bought coffee and cigarettes.

Ahhh...real coffee. I buy a local product, not grown here, of course,
but mixed, roasted and packaged in the large town nearby. One of
the coffee blends they label with the name of our little town; it is one
of the stronger blends and I usually buy it even though it is relatively
expensive. In beans, of course.

I don't care a whole lot about food, one way or the other most of the
time, but I do care about my coffee.

I learned to appreciate coffee from a friend's husband who was very
particular about how it was brewed. I was generally the first one up,
so it was my job to make the coffee, and he got disgusted by my
efforts. So I learned the 'proper' way to make coffee. First off, you
grind the beans. You use a percolator to brew the coffee. Start with
cold water and add a scant pinch of salt to the water. As soon as the
water in the little glass percolater cap turns brown, you shut it off.
It really does taste better, and doesn't take much longer than other
ways.

My knee aches a little, but the short drive didn't seem to hurt it
significantly, so I am going to work Friday. Yay! Out of the house!

Beautiful, beautiful full moon tonight.

To all who go to sleep on this side of the world,


The Nightly Mission:

Open the curtains,
let the moon shine
on your face.

Open your heart,
share who you are
with someone.

It will come back
to you three fold,
in time, in place.

Sleep soundly,
and dream sweet.

Wake up in the morning!

G'Night.

 

Good Morning!

I am up late this morning, with not enough sleep.

Evidently I am not the only one.

The cardinals are elsewhere this morning,
but I hear the woodpecker's song, if one
can call it a song, and find it fairly fast in
the live oak, on the dead branch, eating
bugs.

So I have learned one call, at least.

A hummingbird zooms by, I can barely
catch it's flight it is so fast.

Yesterday I watched a bluejay swallow
a worm. It did not occur in one gulp.
The thought makes me shudder.

I see and talk to a dragon on 2nd life.
I tell him he is beautiful, and he is, and
get invited to his home. It is a site on
2nd Life devoted to rp dragons and has
rules. He gives me the rules, and if I
ever get a chance to read them, among
all the other things I want to or am
reading, I may just visit his home.

He was huge and spent quite a bit of time
flapping his wings and flying about. I have
a good 'spot' where I sit at 2nd Life and
watch whatever is going on. Or just
think. Too many people know I sit there
now...so it isn't as quiet as it used to be.

Once again, the moon is officially full, or
was until 10 am or so. Maybe why some
of didn't get enough sleep, hmmm?

Tired or not, I hope to have a good day.

I hope you do, too.

 

Oh, a full moon, eh? That explains the bloodstains on my nighties and the bad breath...

 

Vampires cannot enter your house w/o permission, GA82.

Of course, there are many ways to gain permission, no?

 

Actually, it's sort of a monthly "hobby" of mine.

She does have permission, but not THAT way. (I think) She pays the "rent" by telling the (other) vermin to go elsewhere. She's gone all night and sleeps all day, a GREAT roommate. Except that, sometimes, she leaves her "empties" laying around.