Natural Decisions.

My writing has suffered as a result of too much life going on outside of this little box we call the computer.

Bliss has intervened and all sense of time has become a blur.

But, dear reader, I propose, as I have many times in the past, that I will come back to you.

I am actively preparing for the new season, looking forward to sprouting shoots and adventures as of yet not planned. I will see Minnesota, perhaps the West, and certainly various aspects of the East. After months of storage and clenched bodies, we are uncurling ourselves to wake up to the new air around us.

And as I love lists, I must ask: What are you looking forward to?