The blustery night and a very good book
On a positive note...
The blustery conditions Monday night lead to a rather sleepless night for me.
There is a large branch that hangs over the roof of our house, just above the bedroom. As the wind blew, the branch and the remaining attached crunchy leaves scraped across the shingles from bottom to top, it was almost like listening to an eerie musical scale. Now that I think about it, it would make such a spooky sound effect for a haunted house or Halloween party.
After about the tenth time it scratched up and down the top of the house and once I got tired of staring at the red numbers on my alarm clock flicker away to the 3 o’clock hour, I decided the only thing to do was to get up.
I was kind of surprised that the creepy sound effects hadn’t awakened the men in my house. Larry, Daniel and Barney the Dog were sound asleep and sawing logs.
It’s been a long time since I’ve been up that late (or early if you’re a morning person) by myself. Buster the Dog quickly followed me into the living room, rousing himself from his spot under the bed. He didn’t like the wind either. The strange noises had awakened him, too. He climbed up into my lap in the recliner and we sat there, in the dark, listening to the sounds of the night.
My Kindle was sitting on the table next to me. I opened it up and clicked open an ebook I had recently reserved through the Kendall Young Library’s online system. Even though I read lots of things everyday, it had been a while since I took the time to read for the sheer joy of reading.
I paged through “Hollow City,” by Ransom Riggs, the second book of the Miss Peregrine series. It’s one of my favorite book series, second only to the Harry Potter books. The vivid, larger-than-life characters are enchanting. Before I knew it, I was nearly two-thirds of the way through the book.
Before I knew it, about three hours had passed. Buster jumped off my lap and we both stood up and stretched. Right away I could tell this was going to be a caffeine day for me. I started a pot of coffee and woke the rest of the family.
The boys seemed to be blissfully unaware of the gusty nocturnal winds. Neither my son nor my husband had noticed any strange noises or the blustery conditions. They professed to have had quite a restful night’s sleep.
Here’s hoping things are a little less breezy tonight. I enjoyed escaping into my book but I’d rather escape into my dreams tonight.