Solstice

[rejectomorph]

The moon gets up a little bit later each night. It has sleep issues, just like me. Maybe that's why I get along with it so well. The moon is brighter than I am, though, and its routine, unlike mine, is predictable. Mine is more like the weather— I never know for sure what will happen next. For example, it now looks as though the wet Christmas is not going to happen. But then it's almost a week away, so it's not a sure bet. I like that it has turned comparatively mild, and the days are cool rather than cold, and the nights cold rather than frigid, but the continued dryness is distressing. I've had to start irrigating the plants again. And here is the December solstice. This is not good.

Also not good is the fact that I gave myself fifteen minutes to write and post an entry for December 20, and it ended up taking almost twenty minutes to write this because the computer has gotten so slow. Maybe I'll start posting just the first line of entries I begin late in the day, and then edit in the rest of them after they've gotten their time and date recorded. Or I could just try to start writing earlier.

Anyway, Happy Solstice.

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[daisydumont.livejournal.com]

Happy Solstice to you, too. It'll get colder, but at least the days will lengthen!

Sorry your computer's slowing down. My beloved little lappy is pokey, too, and ties up over nothing at all, just goes into limbo. Makes me crazy.