o five hundred. o my doG, it's early

Kisia decided to have an Early Morning Cold Weather Frisky(TM) a couple of hours ago, blithely bouncing all over the bedroom, including on me and doing repeated "trinities" off the side of the bed. While this is terrifically cute when I'm awake, when I'm asleep - not so much. I tried to nod back off for an hour and gave up :/

She woke me up out of beautiful dream where I was sledding in the mountains. Everything was white and icy and evergreen, and I was going to meet my family, flying through the snow on a sled, face first (don't ask me where the power came from - that's the beauty of dreams; I don't have to figure out the mechanics :P).

It is a kind of cold morning - the first this season I'd officially describe as "brisk". The thermometer reads 45F (y'all up north - settle, it's a lower latitude!) and I may wear a (gasp!) sweater today!

Kisia has passed the Frisky to Spice, who is now "singing" to the bugs of her imagination in the hallway. Seems as good a time as any to catch up on some email.

small favors

Staggered into work really not wanting to be there today due to little sleep/office moving chaos, but I still found a few things to enjoy about the day:

- lunchtime walk around the campus (green, whatever) in the bright sun and cool breeze

- hazelnut coffee in the cafeteria. Not gourmet or anything, but just the aroma was pleasant

- "cat time" brushing Spice before dinner

- reading more Neruda - this guy was in love with the natural world! Even his "Ode to a Tomato" glows