Today the clocks turn back. Everyone gets to sleep an hour more, except for me. I fell asleep last nite early. My body has an internal clock that gets me up no matter what time it is. So here I am, blogging at five in the morning. Something tells me I'm going to be napping this afternoon.

I scrapped the other day. It was a page about Rosie, I didn't cry, just smiled at the memories. I will always miss him.

His cage is still in my dining room. I have flowers and leaves and candles in it.  I don't think I would ever us it for another feathered friend tho which makes it a little sad.