Flowery, Yes? I went upstairs to bed about 11:00 PM last night. I must have slept a little, but then awoke to move laundry to the dryer and other unimportant things. I could not go back to sleep or perhaps just didn’t want to, until now.
I hear the train horn of Amtrak #98, Northbound Silver Meteor. It has yet to pass through Ashland , but will shortly. Here it comes. I see its lights and the crossing gate goes down. It passes by the camera view. It is much smaller than its pre-virus configuraction. Cars have been eliminated.
J is home. I missed her. She found a broadcast of I Love Lucy. Going up to watch and fall asleep.