I’m on a tear — so much to do I can’t even think.
Getting through it, though.
It’s fall. It’s cold at night, which makes it perfect for sleeping.
I’m pulling sweaters out and thinking about mittens and bulbs. It’s partly vestigial — there’s not much winter to prepare for here — but not completely unnecessary. It will start to rain in the next few months. It will get a little colder. Now is the time to clean up the garden and get stuff planted for next spring. In a certain sense it really is spring, since things grow here during the cool season, so you’ve got to get them in now.
Odd, but you have to replace the urge to hibernate with the urge to go outside and dig.
Anyway, that and cleaning the basement — that’s what I’ve been up to.