'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe

Hmm. I seem to have done a Dan and forgotten the time.

Settling down at 2:30 am to watch the second half of the first episode of Battlestar Galatica might not have been the smartest idea. The local birds are a-twitter, and it is noticeably light outside.

I've half a mind to stay up and watch the sun rise. Not done that since, oh... probably the last Scout camp, whenever that was. Actually, thinking about it, when I went over to Ulster last year the sun rose just after the ferry got in to Dublin ferry port. Unfortuantly, most of the sun-rising happened while I was on the bus to the train station.

I don't really need to be up for anything tomorrow, and I don't actually feel that sleepy. If I was properly awake I might even walk down to the seafront with SLR in hand, then drop the film off at Boots when they open... nah. Not *that* awake.

Bah. Cloud cover makes for boring sun rises, and boring photos. 1 second exposures aren't helping.

Though there's a little bird perched on a post in the garden, welcoming the new morning with a happy little song.

Y'know, you can almost see the change in light outside. Not five minutes ago, I wouldn't have been able to see what colour the chimney stack of the house opposite is. Half an hour ago, the garden was various shades of not-quite-grey, and now the grass is green, the flowers are pink, and the clothes pegs are blue. I can even see the laptop keyboard now.

Heh, there's a blackbird up early. Well, you know what they say about the early bird.

It's very peaceful, this early in the morning. None of the hustle and bustle of everyday life, just the gentle twitter of birds singing away, and the rustle of wind in the trees.



Meh, time for me to actually get some sleep.