Nocturnal

It now seems that my beloved has no desire to return to daylight habitation. Because I could not safely construct the cabin during the heat of the afternoon, Nathan and I worked at night. My beloved adjusted to this pattern with ease and lately declared that it is preferred, even enjoyed.

There are fewer distractions and “errands” as D.A. calls my social obligations, and so there is more time afforded to be with each other. I do not think yet that this will be a permanent schedule change because my beloved always reserves the right to shift according to the whim of the moment. I do not complain though. The night is easier and more comfortable to move through.