Letters from a Hill Farm
Maybe not half past eight but I ought to be in bed by half past ten. Usually I am not. Ha!
Some nights I am in bed by half past eight - read for a bit and then lights out!I love the photo on your header with the mist and fall colours - I can almost smell that fall smell of decay and I feel ready for soup and fresh bread followed by baked apples!
I'm usually in bed by half past 9, but then I get up at 5:30! I splurge and sleep 'til 7:30 on the weekends. ;)
I love this poem. It is nice to find another blogger who appreciates poetry.
Boy can I identify with that! LOL
Now that I am a grandmother, it seems that I am often late in replying to your most-appreciated comments. But I read them as soon as they come in, and I will write as soon as I can. Please do come back and check. I love these blogging conversations. A little addendum - I've just spent quite a long time catching up with dear notes you left me months ago!! I do hope you can get back to read them. And I'm trying to be much more prompt now!Also, you may comment on any post, no matter how old, and I will see it.