I’ve been working sunup to late afternoon for the last four days setting up and running a booth that sells the wares of all of the participants of our wonderful Maestros del Arte show in Chapala. The last two days were rainy and cold which necessitated two revampings of the booth and moving of all the goods. The rain kept coming and the mud puddles got deeper. I was running from booth to booth and then back to ours and came home exhausted every night. Tonight, therefore, I got home at 5, fed the dogs, warmed up a few leftovers, washed off my muddy feet and fell into bed. It was freezing cold in my house with no central heating, so I set a little space heater on my night table and took turns warming my four sides of my body, fetched a heating pad to warm my hands, and socks to warm my feet. I fell asleep at 7 p.m. and woke up at 11 p.m.
Still, still night. Went out to see the Super Moon, but it was too overcast to reveal even a glow to suggest where it might be. Then the gloom opened up for a few seconds and I ran in to get my camera, but by the time I located it, the sky had closed its window again. Read a few blogs, including Murdo Girl’s which had a video I turned on. In it her three dogs were barking and barking. Immediately, Morrie and Diego, who had been sleeping peacefully in the doggie domain, went rushing out into the night to bark back at them outside the sliding glass door to my bedroom. Then all the neighborhood dogs began to bark back. I brought my dogs in with the promise of a dog biscuit, locked them in their cages, and they are calm once again, but sixteen minutes later, the neighbor’s dog is still going crazy. The dangers of blogging.