IT’S YOUR FAULT. YES, YOU!

Sleepy Time – More and more of us go to bed too late because of sleep procrastination. What are the nighttime rituals that keep you up before finally dozing off?


I blame you, WordPress. Until I started blogging, I’d go to bed, read a bit, then clutch my pillow and be off to dreamland for a few restless, miserable hours. Now, I have to check (and recheck) my blog. See how today’s offerings look on three differently formatted devices (tablet, Kindle, small computer). Find the typos. There are always typos because I am The Typo Queen and no one can put more typos in a small post than I can. If typos could be made an Olympic event, I would have a gold medal — but I digress. What was I talking about?

Oh. Sleep. The whole “bedtime procrastination” thing. I don’t think we could be classified as a bedtime procrastinators because we have no schedule. As retirees, we rarely need to get up at a particular time. Unless there’s something on the calendar. The only other thing remotely time-sensitive is trying to shop for groceries on Tuesday when the supermarket gives its senior discount.

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Personally, I think they should give us a discount every day. Tuesday is a mess of scooters, walkers, and bewildered people trying to remember why they are in the bread aisle and if they are lost or truly need bread. And where’s the list? They can’t find their money at checkout and are frequently confused as to where they left the car. Since we aren’t that far behind them, mentally speaking, we wait patiently as they work their way through the equation of life. Soon that could be us. I’m willing to bet this is unrelated to the hour at which they went to bed.

Hopefully, we won’t be stuck behind them as we exit the parking lot. They drive so slowly. If we had a manual transmission, we’d never make it out of first. They have to compete with the other slow, bad drivers who are decades younger. The younger folks can’t drive because they are too busy. Texting, talking on the phone, adjusting radios, yelling at kids (husband, dogs, themselves) while swerving all over the road.

It’s a nightmare out there and it has nothing to do with getting enough sleep, although it is possible that some of the slowest drivers are taking a nap, don’t realize they are at the wheel of a car and supposed to be moving.

Have I forgotten anything? Where’s my list?

SHOOTING WHITE

As a photographer, white, of all the colors gives me the hardest time. So of course, I spend a lot of time and effort trying to get good pictures of white things.

Flowers, much of the time. But other things too. Pottery. Clouds. Steeples of churches in New England. The foam on water and boats in the harbor. And of course — snow. Lots of snow.

I haven’t gotten it quite right yet, but I’m getting there.

ODD BALL PHOTOS – BLACK AND WHITE IN WEEK 17

Cee’s Odd Ball Photo Challenge: Week 17

A couple of pictures I took for some long-forgotten reason. I’m sure I saw something special in the light or something symbolic in the combination of objects in the picture.

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Both of these seemed to be right for black and white. In any case, that’s what I’ve done with them.

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This one reminded me of a scene in a film noir from the 1950s. The cobblestones, the light. The high contrast and burnt out highlights.

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