Again, a long gap between posts. Excuses proliferate like rabbits, or, in my garden, squirrels.
It's been a long, hot, lovely summer filled with projects, none of which involved writing, apart from some correspondence with friends. I don't expect anything much to change, except the weather. However, writing will take its place among the projects, with this blog included from time to time.
Since nobody reads it but me, how often I post doesn't matter. What does matter is that I write something on a regular basis. So, I will.