Orion the Hunter greeted me this morning as I opened my eyes from a deep bus-coma. He was striding across the sky above and seemed to wave to me while he continued on his journey and I smiled in recognition. I miss him during the summer months; he's my favorite constellation and seeing him again in the fall is one of those rituals that I have come to look forward to. But take note--it was so dark when I got to work this morning, the stars were really, really bright.
So I didn't paint my entire bedroom last weekend as I had planned to. No, I went to Plan G. I decided that I'd rather wait til my mom visits next summer and we can do a big decoration project on the whole room. In the meantime, I painted the fireplace and moved in. It's much quieter back there and I love the view from the windows. It's the biggest bedroom I've ever had, so sleeping with that much space around me is really nice, somehow.
I think it looks pretty good. I'm not crazy about the blue walls, but I can live with them until early next summer. I love my new room.