PRISMS AND POLKA DOTS

It's after midnight, so it's Tuesday.  I've been tucked away in turtle mode.  It's a coping mechanism that works for me.  

Have been watching a live kidnapping-murder trial.  Today the state rested its case.  The defense made a motion for acquittal, but the prosecuting attorney put forth an aggressive summary of the circumstantial evidence in response to the motion.  The judge denied the motion, and tomorrow morning the attorneys will present closing arguments.  The defendant chose not to testify.  This is a bench trial, so there's no jury.  The judge will decide whether he's guilty or innocent.  I personally pray he's found guilty and given life in prison w/o parole.  A little 8-year-old girl is the victim, and the story is gruesome and sickening.  

I like staying up late and sleeping in the morning.  The last while I've been spending the late hours watching YT videos about the nomads in Iran.  These people have lived in the mountainous terrain for over 2,000 years.  I'm fascinated by their ingenious ability to survive, build their shelters out of rocks, and survive the dangers.  Watching how life is in far-away places makes me thankful for living where we live.  The culture of the Mid-East is so different from what we hear from media sources.   

Have taken a break from my hobbies, and will need to return to them.  Can't imagine where the summer has gone and that next weekend is Labor Day.  Nature teaches us how the seasons must change, and so must we change along with the way of our lives.  Sad stuff happens, and it's okay to surrender to the pause.