Darker.

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Much darker much earlier.  I needed to recharge batteries for my hefty flashlight after last night.  I don't think I used it much.  It's more that it was left in the auto a few nights, when it dipped below freezing.  The real problem with all batteries.  Though there are other problems.  Batteries can only be counted upon for a short bit, after a collapse.  Solar rechargeable or not.  Still, charged and blazing tonight.

Anyway, it's easier to herd the feathered pals when it is darker.  Shining the light in the coop, when they see little else, and they know home.  The only trick is to get around behind them, to shine on into the hutch or they become reluctant to enter.  Then I need to approach from behind to seal the deal even so.

I had to laugh.  While they could see the light, from the source on out, and hear me approach, when I  spoke, to calm them, I ended up doing just the opposite.  They went from church women in the pews to the same, but later in the bingo parlor.  I had to laugh, a bark... then stifle that and just grin so as to avoid a flight back out into the yard.  A bit of extra food, plus their water looked good enough... changed yesterday, and tomorrow.  I like that their home is getting aired.

My brother made the mistake of encouraging me to vote yesterday, and the more serious error of picking the worst party.  I nipped that in the bud, without... it is hoped... killing the relationship.  I do love him.  He did it through texts.  He changed the subject and we had a few more texts.  Been meaning to call him, now I have a way to see if he can, will, take a call.  Hmm, my first real texting, the others have just been business.

If he must close his eyes to me...

Madness... is on both sides of every door.  Though... some madness is more acceptable, comfortable, familiar.  Aren't we all rare gifts as well?  Choices.

Well... later.  Or good night.