This time of year, it would be obvious to go with fallen leaves when writing about today’s prompt, but that’s not where I my mind took me. Instead it took me into cracks…the one I fall into every year. The one that pop up between the summer’s busyness, and winter’s homage to hibernation. Fall is that wonderful crack in between where one day I’m full of energy to tackle my messy house, the next all I want to do is sit and read for hours and hours. There really never seems to be a middle ground.
It’s almost as if on some level my body knows it’s time to finish up all those chores and projects I’ve half-heartedly tackled because once winter sets in, it’s mostly going to be reading time. No doubt about it. I turn into one of those people who are ready for bed the moment the sun sets – which makes things interesting at work. 😉 At home, though, it’s very easy to feel that what because Himself thinks he’s a vampire and removes light bulbs from lamps and overhead lights, keeps the curtains and blinds almost closed (in summer, too), and prefers candle light. So when that sun sets, yep, it’s time for bed. Which, of course, we don’t actually do because it’s only 4 o’clock, but that urge is there!
This time of falling into the crack between seasons is such a wonderful, beautiful time, and each year I enjoy spending my time there more and more. Seems I’m a crack sort of person. 😉
©Pip Miller – November 2014
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