Froggy Dear

This grumpy little one greeted Dave outside our front door one night about ten days ago. I wonder if he (she?) knows the other frog that has taken up residence on our courtyard (as far away from the pond as it can get). This one was hunting for bugs by porchlight, I think.

I wonder if it's one of our pond frogs whose mating call sounds like a hoarse scream for help that goes on for hours into the night.

 

I love him (her?) even though s/he looks perturbed here, not at all happy to have his bug hunt interrupted by Dave taking out the garbage.

I've been away from my blog for awhile now. Not much of import has been happening. (A lot of health stuff, but too tedious to write about.) My sleep schedule is completely upside down these days. I practically sleep from dawn 'til dusk like a vampire. I'm awake throughout the night and sleep from around 7:30 or 8:00 in the morning until 1:00 to 3:00 p.m. in the afternoon, the way I did when I was working overnight. (Only in those days I'd try to sleep from around 9:00 a.m. until 5:00 p.m.)

While I'm awake in the night, I sew. I'm working on two baby quilts for two of Dave's coworkers. I finished one (four yellow stars on a pale background with a flannel backing of happy bees) day before yesterday. I'll probably finish up the other one (nine green hearts on a pale background with a colorful flannel backing) tonight. In some ways, baby quilts are an easy make since they're so small. In some ways, they're kind of difficult since I don't know any babies so who knows what they'll like. 

While I sew, I've been half-watching stuff on Netflix. I started with a four season run of a kids series called The Worst Witch. That led Netflix to start recommending other witch programming, so I watched an adult series called A Discovery of Witches. (The story was interesting, but the pacing was weird.) Then I watched the Ruth Bader Ginsberg biographical movie called On the Basis of Sex. (That was good.) Then I binged Kaos, the new series based on moderized Greek myths. It is amazingly good. It's so good that I may sit and watch-watch it again, not half-watch it while I focus on sewing.

One thing I did not watch was the presidential debate. I have since seen clips from it though, and read lots of commentary. Kamala Harris dogwalked Trump, as the kids today say. She took his lunch money then knocked his popsicle out of his hand into the dirt. Good. I live to see that orange pendejo humiliated. Still, I was telling Dave that this country is still a racist, misogynistic place and it will not surprise me if Trump is re-elected because people won't vote for a biracial woman for president.

Can't think too much about that depressing shit though.

Back to sewing.