thick blankets...

make sleeping so good.
it's here,
post waterstorm,
on this september sunday.
cold nights and sunny days and perfect sleeping weather.
the conditions are all aligned.
and the extra magic of a super fluffy blanket is right on top.
i'm sayin',
i just woke up.
that's extra hours of sleepy-time.
and it feels good.
Tea 'N' Toast is gettin' brewed and baked in a hurry, though.
y'know,
so that the remainder of our restfully easy sunday morning
can proceed without any undue haste.
nice.
i know you ninjas all like that magical blanketry.
because it's the perfect top-coat for a tasty night of turbo invigoration.
every side of the bed is the wrong side,
without the right covers, yeah?
yeah.
everything blanket.
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i've still got a big ol' pile of dirt in my front yard, y'all.
a heap of brown earth.
a mound of melted mountain, even.
i kept some in reserve, neighbors.
i mean,
there's all kinds of yardsly landscaping still to get done,
and happily,
i've got the extra soil to spare.
filling in the bl_nks, an' that.
and raising up the flowers and the berries and the bushes, too.
of course,
it looks like a blop of lawn-blight in the meantime.
but that's cool.
i'd rather have my back-up look busted and come in handy,
than have my everything else look dope and not have enough.
that's Folk economics, ninjas.
besides,
my garden may already be a perfect ten,
but i've got enough raw gardening material to take it
well beyond eleven.
recognize.
too much is the right amount;
never quiet, never soft.....