Have you ever noticed how night feels? It’s so much “deeper” and holds more freedom than day. “Quieter” but not in an auditory way, especially where I live in the c-c-c-country (stuttering implying how far back back back in said country), because crickets, cicadas, whatever all that noise comes from is not quiet. But it FEELS quiet. And I hate driving in the dark, but I love being in the dark. And fog, I love fog, but if it’s night and fog—- please don’t make me drive.. [character speaking in begging whimpering voice]. But daylight fog is amazing. Like being swaddled, as comforting as the “rocking chair feeling.” When I was very young, my mother would hold me and sit in a rocking chair. I had no worries. There was nothing else but complete security and comfort. Fog in the daylight makes me feel that way.

Day has advantages, of course, less chance of hitting a deer- we will address that topic at a later date. Day also offers sunlight, vitamin D, plant growing requirements, freckles- in my case. There is an optimal moment in spring and fall when we have coolness but being directly in the sun feels perfectly warm. And I love the slightly damp clear blue early mornings of spring. Barring those exquisite peaks of day life, night holds my heart.

Slightly related, I love dragonflies but despise mosquitoes. (Related to spring, warm weather.) In the south, they can be the same size. Especially after hurricanes or floods (Not rare occasions.) mosquitoes in places like Minneapolis are teeny weeny but arrive in swarms. 30 mini bites is worse than one monster mosquito welt. Is mosquito like tomato? Just an “o” and then “oes” when it’s plural? My autocorrect is offering both with and without an e. I don’t want to model the Dan Quayle template here. We are both from Indiana though. That’s as good a reason as any to explain my confusion.) I’m really in the dark here – which is just where I like to be.

Until Next Time,

Your Friend, Tracy