Girl (Sleep Learning, Interrupted?)

My cat, Annag, was roused from her dreams of God-alone-knows-what by some loony taking her picture. You can see what she thought of that.

Tonight the skies have cleared somewhat over Wharfedale, so I'm going after Mother Moon as she trails her petticoat hems over the Earth.

I thought this might be suitable music for the occasion.

If it's suitably bright, I might be singing this.