Cooler, With a Chance of Sleep
Jun. 11th, 2003 05:22 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rejectomorphThis is quite refreshing, for a change. I think I'll actually have to use three blankets this morning. Without the dragon breathing down my neck, I've gotten a bit done tonight. A couple of in-boxes are now mostly caught up. Still no pictures uploaded, but I've got a bit of breathing room. Thanks, delta breeze.
That's what they call this weather phenomenon; delta breeze. The fresh air blows up through the Sacramento-San Joaquin Delta from San Francisco Bay, bringing just a hint of the Pacific and considerably cooler nights. I've always thought it sounded like one of those names DJs pick up. Delta Breeze.
Only one cat fight last night, way up the street. I was, however, stalked by a kitty, just a short while ago. I was standing on the porch when I caught movement out of the corner of my eye. Just beyond the low wall along the front of the lawn, I saw two black ears poking up. They rose a bit higher, and there were two amber eyes. The cat watched me for a minute, then sank out of sight. I saw a tail tip moving up the street. The cat reached the end of the wall and peeked over it again, then dashed across the driveway and concealed itself in some bushes, from which it watched me for a few more minutes. Then it slinked (slunk?) off. Kitties are entertaining.
It ought to be a bit easier to get to sleep this morning, now that it's not so hot. The powerful smell of jasmine might provide interesting material for dreams, too.
That's what they call this weather phenomenon; delta breeze. The fresh air blows up through the Sacramento-San Joaquin Delta from San Francisco Bay, bringing just a hint of the Pacific and considerably cooler nights. I've always thought it sounded like one of those names DJs pick up. Delta Breeze.
Only one cat fight last night, way up the street. I was, however, stalked by a kitty, just a short while ago. I was standing on the porch when I caught movement out of the corner of my eye. Just beyond the low wall along the front of the lawn, I saw two black ears poking up. They rose a bit higher, and there were two amber eyes. The cat watched me for a minute, then sank out of sight. I saw a tail tip moving up the street. The cat reached the end of the wall and peeked over it again, then dashed across the driveway and concealed itself in some bushes, from which it watched me for a few more minutes. Then it slinked (slunk?) off. Kitties are entertaining.
It ought to be a bit easier to get to sleep this morning, now that it's not so hot. The powerful smell of jasmine might provide interesting material for dreams, too.
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Sky Harbor, this is Delta Breeze five-one-niner...
Date: 2003-06-11 06:36 am (UTC)I don't comment nearly as often as I should, so let it be known that I love your entries. Your writing is relaxing and evocative, a perfect contrast to my whiny stress hell.
Your amusement with the cat reminds me of a non-fiction book I read called A Cat is Watching, by Roger Caras. A theme throughout the book is the interaction between his family and a family of feral cats. The cats were living on a farm when he bought the property and moved in. They spend months just watching the Caras family before deciding that it's safe to come closer. I loaned the book to my parents, who also enjoyed it. Consider it recommended.