Obsession

Sleep is my obsession -- falling into it, staying in it, waking rested from it. I think I'm on the path of achieving "falling into it," but the other two remain foreign to me. One step at a time, I suppose.

It's a glorious morning despite my interrupted sleep: cool air, sunny skies, and Sedona chasing squirrels from the backyard! I've never seen a dog take such offense at the temerity of the
Sciurus carolinensis that deign to cross the wires over "her" yard.

Pic o' the morn

My girl protecting our yard from
invading bushy-tailed rodents!