All Bells All the Time

 

I didn't oversleep this morning.  Whereupon Fate said, whooooa!  Can't have that!  —So the first thing that happened is that the t-shirt (because it's still hot at noon) and little sweatery cover-up (because it will be cold by tea-time, and probably in various towers) I laid out last night will not do together in daylight.*  Feh.  Blundering noises, accompanied by helpful hellhounds. 

            And then when we finally got out there, I having decided that we still had time to get in...