People keep saying “Ill be all right once things get back to normal.” What’s normal?
I’ll be all right once I get back to blogging. Soon. Maybe even today. I’m back from Beaver Valley where I went on an indulgent retreat, solving problems as we drank wine, and met some Icelandic sheep. If I can i’ll show you a picture, but don’t count on it. I’ll tell you some of the meaty problems we discussed, for you to think about, too. Comments are welcome.
Language, grammar, words.
Oh, yes—the sheep.
Food - might even include a recipe.
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