birdsoup

I haven’t posted for some time now because I have been inflicted with a malady that I call “The Disease of the Puffy Eyes.”   It is something I seem to get every 4-5 years.  It is not painful or uncomfortable.  No fever or aches.  Actually, it is quite peaceful.  I just sleep, maybe 12-16 hours per day. 

 I am up and alert for a while then sleep overcomes me.  I sleep for a few hours, wake up, roll over on my other side and sleep some more. 

 After I few days I’m back to my usual self except, of course, I haven’t accomplished anything for a few days.  So I’m behind again.

My only recollection was on the day it snowed.  I remember wondering what birds do in weather like that.  I was warm and snug in my bed.  The birds were out in the falling snow.  What would I do if I was them?   Then I decided that I would think about later and went back to sleep.

 Maybe I will think about birds in winter when I awake.