Already Thursday night

Mishka is curled on the desk beside the laptop, purring. She knows I am about to close up for the night and go upstairs. The past few mornings I have discovered her at a polite distance on the bed when I waken, evidently having slept there.

Today I made the trip to the nursery at the edge of town, and got some plants for the pots on the back deck to cheer the sukkah (already planning) and the coming Autumn.
Tomorrow will be hectic, as most Fridays are. Even alone, I still mostly screech skidding into shabbos.

Blessings and yawns.