There’s nothing wrong with the witching hour, which is usually considered to be midnight. In some circles, the witching hour is 3 a.m. I like 3 a.m. also but if I’m awake it’s because I’m out with my boyfriend and/or craving French fries. Of course, if I were a witch, wouldn’t all hours be the witching hour? If anyone knows, let me know. I’m really am curious.
I do like sunsets in the summer. In this picture, the time is about 7 p.m. There is still time to do things before the sun sets. At least that’s what it feel like. Now that it’s dark at 7 p.m., I would like to hide in my cave until the sun comes up tomorrow.
Of course, the day seems like it’s half over by then. This weird sense of timing is what happens when people have to be at work at 6 a.m. or before. The days of sleeping until noon are gone. But I don’t miss it so much. Currently, I have too much to blogging to do.
Not the Witching Hour: NaBloPoMo
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If midnight is the witching hour, I am usually in bed. Otherwise, I might turn into a pumpkin 🙂
Water views have always been my favorite; but, since I am no longer coastal, I have grown to love the sky. It is always changing and often beautiful and sometimes dramatic.
I do like living close to the water. I grew up around farms. So I still like looking at old barns, etc. 🙂
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