Kettle's On

We would have had an extra hour to sleep in this morning (American clocks were turned back last night), were it not for a small, squeaking dog telling us she wanted to get up and have her breakfast and go out for her first walk of the day.  So, up at 6:30 it was.  The sun was just up and shining like a laser beam into the kitchen, casting an interesting shadow on the wall.  Blip done.