Return to the Pen
So apparently what’s happening now is that I am returning to journaling, but I’m mostly doing it old school –...
April Was A Month
Wow, was April a month. Never got on the bike because of wind, weather and work, but every other damn...
We Took To The Waters
After a couple of years of lockdowns and travel restrictions (not really over, to be honest, but feeling safe enough...
Taking Inventory
They don’t warn you when you’re a cynical young bastard that some day you’ll be a sentimental old bastard, that...
Grasping for straws
We’ve been pulling things out of storage and bringing them back into the house. After three long years, our stuff...
I Think We’re Alone Now
This idea that I’m going to blog again would go a lot smoother if hackers would stop hacking me. Three...
Breaking the Dream Cycle
I feel fairly certain I must have had dreams like this even earlier, but from the time I was entering...
Ten Years’ Time
Two coincident happenings that have me thinking about ten years’ time. The first is simply an ABBA song, one that...
Another Holiday Season, Survived
Well, we got through that. Once again, it wasn’t exactly what anyone planned or exactly what anyone wanted, but we...
Once Again
Once again, and for the third year in a row, we’ve had to cancel our Christmastime plans. The first time...