It is when we are doing some tedious task at an hour that it should never be done that we sit and muse about Daniel. He used to be here at odd hours doing some monumental task, adding his sleep deprived comments to the rest of the sleep deprived comments....We all decided we miss that.
Tonight it is topping strawberries at midnight. Why midnight? Well, why not? Other tasks filled up the time we might've spent doing it earlier. So, as today slips into tomorrow, we laugh at each other's silly stories or even at each other's laughter....which becomes increasingly more infectious as the night wares on.
At least we're home. Blake and Paul are on the road delivering a tractor about an hour distant. Now *that* would be tiring!
