A Small Window

        As I sit, in this familiar spot, I hear nothing but tree cutters. Chain saws, next to chain saws cutting down branches that flew off last week, and a few that needed to be clipped. The noise of the chipper is deafening, but the smell of cut wood is divine. A branch here or there, lets in the sunshine a little more, and that, my friends, is glorious.
      Lucy, who is petrified at the noise, sits with me. We are natural observers, of people and their tools!!
Lucy Mae is my black lab, if you need a reminder.
      Our subdivision, has big trucks all over the place, we are getting new streets. I guess its asphalt, all I know is that there is so much noise. Street workers, tree workers, and we watch. ( If I screamed right now, no one would hear me, its so loud!!) (I have asked them to shake the berries out of the trees before they chip it, is that too much?) ( the birds and squirrels need those berries) ( I have a family of chipmunks that live under my front stairs, save the berries!!) ( wait, I may have to go get some twigs, for winter nests!) ( Gosh, let me go for a minute)
     
      OK, back to you, I have scavenged for my outside animals, we are good. ( I wish you could see grown men, with chain saws, shaking the berries off the limbs)

      My October blog today was going to be about my reading, and I may get to it. Tomorrow, maybe, I cant think.
      I will say about the title, I have a Small Window of Time, that I can go to sleep. Last night, because of The Walking Dead, TV series, I missed it. First of all, I have to be careful at what goes in my brain, all the time, but especially at night. Second, if I miss my window opening, trying to stay up, my brain says, "Too Late, you are toast!" and I will be awake for a long spell. Last night I saw horrible things, scary and sad and could not go to sleep. So today I am reminded of my small window, and structure/routine that my body requires. We are such creatures of habit, and the older I get, my habits rule! Plus by 64 you had better know yourself pretty good, and take care of your body/mind/spirit. Lord I cannot watch anymore Zombies......
    So let me pause, and write tomorrows blog, do a little research, and I will get back to you, when the noise dies down, and I have gathered up the sawdust, some little creature may need it!!( I think this is a run on sentence, extraordinaire!!) ( I could go fix it, but...) ( nah)
   Later
   B