23 days...

One can hope that in 23 days it will be spring, maybe even more than just on the calendar.  Until then, this is is as good as it gets.

It's about time...

I have heard about these "blob" things--apparently you write about inane things, post insignificant pictures and basically document your so-called life.  And you do it somewhat frequently and regularly.  Or not, if you are me.  I haven't really written this year, which sounds worse than it is since it is still only February.  Still, it's not my best streak of blogging.

I have often wondered why I blog or don't--do I do it when I am happy and things are going well or do I write and take more pictures when things aren't as bright and rosy.  The answer is yes.  I re-read several years of blogs, and I found that both the good and the bad parts of my life have inspired me.  With that said, what has been going on that caused this two-plus month hole in my blob?

And the answer is that I have no idea.  Even with nagging from my very small reader base,  something in me has resisted.  Whatever.  The dam has been broken.  Here you go.  A brief update and some inconsequential photos, with a promise of more and better to come.

The pictures are white, probably reflecting my world.  I took pictures of white things mainly because I haven't figured out how to take pictures of cold.  School was canceled twice last week because of cold last week, and as I write this, my phone notes that it is -26.  I'll work on figuring that out.

Moon light

I am still alive--more soon