My apologies for the dearth in new posts. I'm not altogether sure what's at work, or play, but something is. Mid-life musing is almost certainly an ingredient, as is last summer's illness. Throw in a series of violent and very personal catastrophes that our town has suffered, and ... well, there seems to be a great deal to mull over.
And so very little to say.
I don't consider myself depressed, nor do the people closest to me. The subjects that usually excite me (see masthead) still do, but when I approach them as subject matter I can't seem to find traction. My best guess as to what's going on is, I'm fallowing.
If you have any thoughts, questions, insights ... the comments and/or my e-mail addy are yours to use.