Another night when sleep would not come, another night when I'm having supper while the cold wind blows outside my window and I am only now having dinner - it's a farmer's breakfast...while they are up bringing the cows in for milking...I am having a meal...which has been cooking overnight in my trusty Crock Pot...what might that be? Something I can never tire of...Guess that after this, I'll not be going to bed after all...not at least any time soon...Sometimes I live my days and nights upside down. While you trundle off to sleep, I am awake, and I love the silence with only the wind tapping on my windows to keep me company. And when I am asleep, those few blessed hours, you are scurrying about doing what people do who are fixed by clocks and schedules and mouths to feed...Good morning to you as you come, Good evening as you go...in my upside down world.