12:07 am – eyes pop open, wide awake
Must be about 5 am.
Wrong
It’s 12:07 am. I lie there
Composing a post for my blog
Then, another and another
What time is it?
Cell phone says 3:14 am
Take a screen shot
Ha ha it came out all black
In England it is 4,5,6, – eight hours difference
11 am. Time to get up.
So here I am at the computer composing a post for my blog
Wonder if I can stream Aintree Grand National?
Too early for that
I’m hungry!
Time for breakfast
Shall I go to the Farmers Market today?
Oh, dear Carla, it sounds all so familiar! Make the best of it. The photo is gorgeous!
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Yes, Jet lag is OK – I just wait it out. The sunlight coming through the window was perfect. I thought it was too much but the shot worked. Thank you. I’m glad you liked it.
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Welcome back! Re-entry is never easy. What amazing flowers, Glowing from with in. A beautiful photo. NR
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Lovely photo – and it isn’t just jet lag that gets us up writing in the middle of the night…
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could be writing or darwing for me 🙂
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Welcome home! Even in a jet-lag fog, it’s good to be home.
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so true
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That screen shot says it all! Amazing flowers, Carla – like a dream. 🙂
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Sun was pouring in on a headband full of flowers – gorgeous! Congratulations on all your followers!
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Oh, thank you, Carla! 🙂 Gorgeous indeed!
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Know the feeling well. Your poem made me chuckle and also have sympathy!
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at least we an do creative things 🙂
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