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While you lie ensconced in slumber I stand watch through the hours, kistening, watching, waiting; ready to do battle with all and any that may come under cloak of darkness to do you harm.

Your gentle breath in and out provides me comfort and reward to know that you’re making your way safely into the next day’s light.

Eventually I too tire and lay my head down, but not before I’m sure that you are secure in your beds and dreams.  But I sleep the restful sleep, vigilant through the hours until I’m either needed again or the dawn breaks the horizon once more.

Sleep well my family, know that I have once again seen you safely into the night shielded by my love.

I’ve always wondered how many people do their best bits of thinking when they aren’t thinking of anything in particular at all.

A while back I had a work problem, and I didn’t come up with the solution at the keyboard, it came to me in the shower while I was concentrating on not slipping. Luckily this lack of concentration on not slipping wasn’t disastrous.

Last night, while tossing and turning in the darkness I got up to wander to the bathroom and noticed the lovely moonlight in the backyard. I liked how it was filtering through the trees, setting ghostly highlights on the toy motorcycle in the yard, even how the shadows were distorted and enhanced by the clothes my wife had put up on the line. Given the cool fall-like air, it was a very Halloween type moment.

After getting back into bed my brain kicked in again and spit out something totally useless, but it was phrased nicely though I thought I’d share. If you’re on my Facebook list you may have already seen this. If not, excuse my hackish prose.

High above the trees the moonlight shown down, filtered by the trees to cast playful highlights and pools of shadows across the darkened yard. Whether fairies or imps inhabited these pools of darkness I was not inclined to find out, but I found fancy in the mere thought of their existence. Play while you can for night travels fast across the land and dawn will soon be upon us, and your hidden refuge will once again be no more.

Random thoughts on the way to bed, but interestingly enough, once I got that out of my head I was able to sleep.

Today I went to use the nearest drive up ATM and there was a woman ahead of me who left her card in the machine.   Mind you, it was on the screen asking if I wanted another transaction and I’m not a 100% sure, but I think at that point I could have emptied her account.  Instead, I did the right thing, pulled her card out, did my business at the ATM then circled the building to go through the drive through and hand over the card.  I would have gone in, but I had the two kids with me and I didn’t want to unload/reload them just for a 10 second trip inside the building.

Wouldn’t you know it?  Someone was in front of me at the drive up window.  So my good deed wound up inconveniencing me.

Know what though?  I’d do it again because I’d hope someone would do the same for me.  I’m sure 20 minutes later she realized what she did and started to freak out wondering if the number was on it’s way to the internet to be sold to an identity thief.   Well, I hope I made her day.

Is it just me or does “blog” sound like something you do after too much tequila?

At any rate, I plan to start putting my lunatic ideas on the web.  They might be glass related, they might just make you think I’m insane and plotting against humanity.  Either way, enjoy!  I’ll try to update it often but honestly, I’ve got 2 kids, a day job and I’m trying to run a glass art studio of my own.  Don’t nag.