All Apologies

*Ain't that song just one of the bestest?

Super-sorrys to my 3 or 4 adoring fans, the same ones asking "Where in the world have you been without computer access to update like you usedta?" Actually, nobody's asking that. I have, however fielded requests to update the garden blog, but fall is upon us and Dale's still got peppers and eggplants to pick. Maybe we should've been starting some spinach and turnips and stuff. Who really eats turnips? I've never had turnips, but I'm open to it if someone has suggestions.

Anyway, whatever writing I've been doing has been relegated to moleskines and the laptop, my Amtrak travelling companions. (Please note that my photography has also taken a backseat to life, so I borrowed the journal image. You should check out the wordsmithing though, dude describes what it's like for a writer to see his journal as at truly unique tool.) Aside from a semi-hectic personal arena, not much else is going on outside of work. As the season changes, I'll be getting back more into the computer stuff, you know, because of the whole indoors thing.

So basically, this was just an update to say I'm still alive, just transitioning into sweaters and my trusty Durango Harness boots. Yep, the same ones some folks have worried about for a decade now, and kinldy asked me to dispose of. Well you'll be glad to know they've been resoled and the leather freshened up. My partners in crime are set for another 10 years of service. Here's to you, champs.