Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

We are supposed to have a hot spell this week. But it has started off strangely. Neither my husband or I could sleep well last night, saying it was too hot. When I went to the bathroom, it sounded like our shower faucet was dripping, but I felt too sleepy to turn on the light and fix it. Then I got up at what I thought was 7:30 but turned out to be 6:30. When I looked on the patio it was wet. So the shower drip was actually outside, light rain, and the high humidity was making us restless, because we sleep with our window open. Earlier it was cloudy, but now the sun is out. We feel disoriented. The good part is I went to Trader Joe's and back before my teeth cleaning at 10:30. I had oodles of time. And just now two crows came down in our yard and drank from our birdbath, as if shoring up water for the heat the rest of the week. I have a thing about crows and ravens. I've read a dozen books about them, and have artworks and ceramics with crow/raven figures. They are tricksters, and maybe my fondest is from childhood, when I loved the cartoon characters Heckle and Jeckle. There are two crows who seem to live on our property or the parkway across the street, and up at the cabin the ravens are ubiqutous. They are always the bad guys in movies, associated with witches and evil. They deserve our admiration for their intelligence, but as covids and scavengers, they get a bad rap. I am a big fan.