Roofy sky

^{Ceiling of my new square space. I have no window but the sky offers me a hell of a lighting... to not say lightning!}
Gala is missing. All the cats have answered to my daily call when I come back except for Gala. I called and called but under the rain, I did not feel like going in the jungle to find her. I also come back from a hard day's work and a 20 km bike ride.
I don't do much on the land. I most often arrive at sunset, make supper and try to relax. I read some mags or books that I brought along with me. I go to bed very early. I think I understand more why my grandparents were having supper � 4:30 and were going to bed early in an era when electricity was scarce and expensive. They also had a farm and kids.
I wake up very early, around 5:30 am. It was about the time I was going to bed in Montreal! But when the day clearly show sign of beauty from the dawn light and that the sun rises with grandeur, it helps to wake that early.

^{Framed landscape under a porch in La Patrie.}
Gala hasn't showed up. It's a bad sign. Poor Gala. I really have no idea where she could be. I probably could not hear her. She's old and her meow is low key now. On top of that I know she does not see as well as she used to, same for smelling. We've been together 14 years... It saddens me. All the other cats are here. I am quite astonished to see them all in the bush.