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Today we have an excerpt from Songs of Red Currant Wine, Colors of Love #6!
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“You’re quiet,” Tigh said about a few hours later as we rested on the shed roof, the bad shingles torn free and the new tarpaper in place. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine just tired. I’m not sleeping well,” I replied as I lit a smoke and watched a congregation of plovers fly over. They were late leaving for the south. Probably because the weather had been so mild all September.
“Mm, you should set up a calming sleep routine.”
I glanced his way. “Is this more Zen type Tai Chi stuff?”
He rolled his eyes. “Nah, well, maybe. But it works.” I took a puff then turned to enjoy the sight of him in jeans and flannel sitting on my shed roof. Well, Dad’s shed roof, but whatever. “It’s nothing too woo-woo just simple things like drinking a cup of chamomile tea before bed, having some lavender scent in the bedroom, reading quietly for an hour instead of watching TV, listening to the sounds of nature when you turn off the light.”
“We live within spitting distance of the ocean. I’m good on the sounds of nature.”
That made him snigger. “Okay, I’ll give you that one. But the tea, lavender, and reading are great for calming a soul before sleep. It’s what I do.”
“I didn’t see you sipping tea or reading that night I was there,” I teased.
“I had other things to soothe me that night,” he parried, wiggling closer.
“Maybe I need to see your nighttime routine. Purely for scientific reasons.”
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