Chasing the Cat with a Camera
I’m thinking about time this morning, and how although mostly it seems to march to a steady drumbeat, in the mornings when the alarm goes off, it seems to race ahead. You know what I mean, right?
My bed is right next to my clothes closet, so I roll over in that direction and try to squint at my pants section; which ones shall I wear today? But my eyes aren’t focused, and as I drop my head on the pillow to “think” about my coming day, so I’ll know what to wear, the dream I was having comes back, and I’m thinking, “oh goodie - let me see how this drama ends!”
It feels like only a minute or two has passed, but suddenly I wake with a start, stare at the alarm and see that half an hour has ticked by. How did it do that?!
Mostly though, time keeps trudging onward and does not pause to give laggards a chance to catch up.
Okay, let’s call that a rabbit trail and get back to the present. Or rather this past weekend. I enjoyed the Day of Prayer we had on Saturday at our mission, and just felt badly that more people didn’t come. They missed on on so many blessings.
When I got home at 4:30 I tackled my basic housecleaning agenda, and finished the laundry started in the morning, and then settled down to work at one of my Christmas gift projects all evening.
On Sunday afternoon I dressed Snowflake, my cat, up in Christmas ribbons, and chased him around for some photos. He’s going to be the star of my Christmas story booklet that I make to mail out with my Christmas letter. He wasn’t too keen on playing dress up, but I did get enough photos I think, and have my photo story booklet about half done. I hope I can finish it this next Sunday.