The Scotto Grotto (org)

Slept deeply last night, recovering charge…the dreams seem distant, even up on awakening… I couldn’t recall them enough to note them by the side of my bed.

I’m thinking about my sweetheart this morning, sending her thoughts of comfort and peace. She deserves to be bathed in starlight, cocooned in a gentle wrapping of blankets and held close in my arms as she drifts to a deep, pleasant sleep… and then awakening refreshed and clear so that we can frolic. I want to share with her my strength and huge degree of care.

I’m contemplating having holiday oranges… with a little vanilla yogurt and walnuts… a meme introduced to me about two years ago by bookfoole and sweetalyssm (Bookfoole had the oranges and walnuts…Sweetalyssm had the stroke of decadent genius to add the yogurt.)

My gosh, Christmas is in two weeks. I’ve got to get the rest of my goodies in the mail. I’m going to bring my cards to work, I think.