Sundays are always unique for me. It’s the transition day from a normal everyday person to a nocturnal beast. Normal Sunday morning starts between 5-7 am. A wonderful day with my better half or family or knocking out chores or all 3. Sometimes some friends and football when it gets much colder.

But after a wonderful Sunday dinner, my workweek begins 7 pm and that ends at 6 am on Monday which is bedtime for me. So that is why I say Morning Morning on Sundays because I just combine the two into one and flip the switch.

Yeah, it’s kind of nuts but the time of that nonsense will soon pass. Lots of people do what they have to and this is a lot simpler than most.

The days of stepping outside in the morning in shorts have come to a close unless you like shivering. We still have some comfortable daytime temps to enjoy but when that sun goes down now the chill is already in the air.

Yesterday we got to enjoy small-town Maryland at Stevensville. Their art/craft festival was in full swing in the afternoon. My best friend made a donation to the local dance team, the food trucks got some of our business but the bakery Peace of Cake hit the home run. I should have hit the ice cream shop because we heard it was good but that leaves me something to try next visit.

That and the company shared the rest of the day made it a great Saturday. I’ll just keep thinking of it while I have that shovel in hand today.

I’ll get busy solving the problems of the world later today between plays in the Ravens game.

Random Thoughts of the Morning

• It’s hard to feel good about a week where the weather forecasters have rain symbols for Monday through Friday.
• We didn’t hit the powerball so everyone back to work tomorrow.
• Many will work on overcoming pain today.
• I really like my Cannon printer.
• Looks like a good week to practice wet weather photography.