Had to head home right after my classes today because of a migraine. I'm lucky that I can bring stuff home and work from here when necessary. The cats were surprised to see me earlier than usual, and both kept me company as I graded quizzes and rested.
The novel I'm reading also kept me good company: The Shuttle by Frances Hodgson Burnett. This is my fifth FHB novel. I've read The Secret Garden, A Little Princess, Little Lord Fauntleroy, and The Making of a Marchioness in the past, and it's fun to see how The Shuttle incorporates ideas and themes from all the others.
And as if he knew I needed special cheering today, a blue-bird came to the bird-bath by the bedroom window while I was watching. How lovely. I just stood and stared with my breath held.