And then Jerry posted a new photo essay, Foggy May Morning. Very, very nice work, Jerry. But where’s Zeke?
Note to virtual neighbors:
I have a bone to pick with all of you. You’re posting wonderful writing, lovely photos, and links to interesting sites. I – in the midst of a dark and stormy night blue funk – can’t hope to keep up with all of these extraordinary offerings.
I’m working myself up into a true, Burningbird snit about all this. If you continue posting wonderous material, I might have to do Something Drastic in return.
