Still here, still rambling the woods and fields and shore, still admiring the mountains, and still writing. I am mostly fit to be a photo-blogger. I get my writing out in my fiction, most of the time … lots of obvious blog subjects aren’t ones I want to write about. I cannot tell you how to write. I will not tell you how to behave. You don’t want the minutiae of my life.
So, here. This is what’s been going on.