Somewhere far off beyond the frog colony I heard a dog barking repeatedly when I was outside a few minutes ago. There was probably a raccoon or skunk or maybe some deer passing by his house. A person passing by would be unlikely in this rustic backwater. Hearing a dog barking in the distance at night makes me sad, especially on a night that has grown as chilly as this one already has. The croaking of the frogs, of course, cheers me, so the night has confused me with mixed feelings. I enjoy listening to the frogs, but feel bad for that lonely dog out in the cold.
I'm going to fix some ramen with vegetables and mushrooms tonight, and I'm considering putting some quinoa in it too, for the extra protein. Online I found instructions for microwaving quinoa, so while the vegetables and ramen are cooking I can make some quinoa without using the right-sized pot I use for both ramen and quinoa. So far I haven't gotten around to making the quinoa-grits combination I was intending to try, but Internet tells me it is not my original idea. Quinoa and corn grits polenta is apparently a thing. Something for my short bucket list.
Oh, trash night has sneaked up on me again. Must get the wheelie bins out before it gets any later. Those plastic wheels are noisy and I don't want to disturb any sleeping neighbors.