Mockingbird Hill Cottage

Mockingbird Hill Cottage

Swoosh and VOTE

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Sunrise, complete with jet trail.

Both of us woke up too early today. Election Day is the reason, of course. We’re excited and very nervous.

We will go and vote in about an hour and a half. Don has to chair a Zoom meeting first.

This will be brief because I haven’t a whole lot to say other than “VOTE!!!!!” I suspect most of you have already voted, but if you haven’t, get out there and make your voice heard.

Yesterday I was sitting at the table working on the puzzle and I heard a huge SWOOSH! It was so loud that I thought something bad had happened. I jumped up and went outside. The sound had come from a huge murmuration of starlings right outside our door. It was stunning. The starlings hung around our property for hours. Then they seemingly left, but an hour or so later, as I was standing in the bathroom, there they were in the secret garden. Luckily I had my phone with me so I shot some video. You can see it on my IG account, if you’re interested. Not quite as dramatic as that first swoosh, but pretty darned beautiful.

Little miracles keep me going.

I’ll announce the winner of the calendar tomorrow.

Stay safe.

Happy Tuesday.

Monday

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This morning. It’s still unseasonably warm out there – lovely, of course – but tomorrow will bring colder temperatures, so we’ll do our best to enjoy today. It was actually a little too  warm yesterday – 76 degrees. Both of us mentioned that we were ready for colder temperatures.

Remind me of that in a month or so.

Today will be a self-imposed ‘No news’ day. I’m nervous enough about the election, but there’s nothing I can do now but VOTE. We are voting tomorrow, though we could have voted early. But Don likes the ‘event’ of voting on Election Day itself and since we don’t have any conflicts, that’s what we’re going to do.

There’s so much I could say, but you know how I feel and what I believe. The GOP lacks a moral compass of any kind at the moment. Voting for one issue – like inflation, which is happening globally – when the party you think will rescue you from that doesn’t have a plan and voted against the Inflation Reduction Act is the proverbial “not seeing the forest for the trees.”

Our democracy is at stake.

Anyway, my plan is to stay away from Twitter today. (We’ll see how that goes.) I’m sure some news will find me, no matter how hard I try to avoid it. But I’m going to retreat into puzzle land and start a new book. And play with some dolls.

I’ve found that whenever I’m feeling blue or worried, grabbing one of the girls, dressing her in something fresh, then taking a photo of her lifts my mood. So that will probably happen today.

Speaking of which, I found two of the girls upstairs in the studio:

They look confused. They’re probably wondering why they don’t fit inside, because shouldn’t my world be all about them? They’ve told me they’re going to supervise when I start to work on the Beacon Hill.

Looks like it might get crowded in my little space.

Hang in there, everyone. Vote.

#Roevember.

Stay safe.

Happy Monday.

A Pox on the Time Change

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I love my coneflowers, especially in the fall. They remain upright, they don’t collapse. They happily supply food for birds. What’s not to love?

Okay. I hate the time change and I keep thinking it’s later than it is and it’s driving me crazy. I woke up in the middle of the night, had to go to the bathroom, looked at the clock, and it was only 4 am. I panicked, worried that I would once again wake up too early. I willed myself to go to sleep again, which – surprisingly – worked. I got up at 6 am, which was really 7 am, and realized that when I had panicked it was really 5 am in terms of hours of sleep and I would have been okay.

Does this make any sense? I had no awareness that the time had changed when I woke up in the middle of the night.

This kind of thing drives me crazy. Why oh why can’t we just stick to one time???

I still haven’t changed the clocks. The cable box has the correct time, as does this computer, and my phone. But the microwave, the stereo, and the retro looking two-sided clock that extends out from our wall need to be changed.

Still a bit under the weather but definitely feeling better on the whole.

Katie hanging out in the Beacon Hill.

Yes, I’m thinking about that project. But it will progress slowly, partly because I never work full time on any of my dollhouses, and partly because of $$$$. Dollhouse renovations involve lots of supplies and, of course, furniture and wallpaper and floors and paint – furniture being the biggest expense. So it will transform slowly. But I want a cohesive vision for it and I’m not sure what that will be.

I just have to get motivated and right now I have too many other things on my mind. But the day I paint over that red paint with some primer will be Day One.

Stay safe.

Happy Sunday.

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