The lutel fowl hath hire will/ On hire lud to singe.

Birds? I know my cherries are almost ripe oh joy oh happy feast feast feast. But also? It's 9:30 pm, the sun has set, it's growing dark, and you should be asleep, the better to wake the world up at 5 am tomorrow morning.

Not me, though. I've been sleeping great ten hour stretches as a result of a) a summer cold and b) having to work every day of my week off. Tomorrow I don't have to (barring the dolorous phonecall) but I do have an 11 am appointment that, well, I hope I'm awake for.
( Cut for Wednesday reading meme )