Imagine, if you will, a mountain of blankets, piled high upon a bed in a darkened room, their usual riot of purple, blue, and green strangely gray in the low light. The first few rays of sunlight peep tentatively through a gap in the curtains, wondering if they dare disturb the creature that lies reposing within this cocoon of warmth and dimness.
Awake! The alarm has sounded! Like a landscape shattered by an earthquake, the mound of blankets shudders and cracks open, disgorging from its depths a form that can only be described as Medusa-like. It is built tall and strong for what it is, and a few curls of snakey hair fall about its head and neck. It heaves itself upright and pads across the darkened room to shut off the alarm. “Gah!- is it already time to get up?” it mutters, then it catches a glimpse of the light through the curtains. “That is a sight I have not seen for a long time,” it says, and smiles.
No word of a lie, that was the awakening of yours truly this morning. It’s been cold and gray for the past couple of days- almost a week, now that I think about it. It snowed on Sunday and Monday, and rained yesterday. Apparently this is not normal for this part of the country, and other places had it worse. All I can say about that is, misery loves company.
Every little task was an effort for those few days. I’m very much a solar powered human, and when it’s unreasonable to be outside, I start feeling distinctly blah. I usually hibernate a bit during the winter, anyway; but the end of October is too early for that nonsense. I have too many things to do.
But today actually deigned to dawn, and though it’s not warm enough for me to want to be outside, I feel alive enough to do some indoor tasks. I managed to rescue the last of the basil from the garden, so I think I’ll make some pesto, just to remember the taste of summer. And the cat hair has been piling up lately, so that needs to be dealt with. And of course, there are always characters calling for my attention.
Time to tie up the mass of snakes that is my hair, pour out a cup of coffee, and get to it. There’s no time to hibernate; not yet, anyway.