A whim in the night.

Last Thursday, we stopped by Sacred Heart to see some family on the way home from being out. It was dark and windy, and seemed like a rain was threatening. Perfect time to get home to make our yummy dinner and put on some PJ's after a full day, no? Actually, I must confess I was quite tempted to ask if I could walk\run home, despite the fact that it was dark and I had just played a bunch of battle-ball. I didn't do it, of course, but I was reminded of how appealing being out at dark can be to me. When everything seems to be going to sleep, and the weather is keeping on, blowing the trees hither and thither in the street lamps. Being out at dark can seem strange or even a bit scary, but in this mind-set it was rather peaceful.

I didn't even take Dakota on a walk as I had even considered when I came home, but ended up just sitting on the porch a few minutes, and then getting my camera to take these pictures while in my pajamas and having people coming out, "Sarah, what are you doing?" Just another whim.