Hold Your Horses
Sorry for the dearth of posting, but I’m wrapping up a freelance project that’s due Monday.
Pretty much since I got here, it’s been…
work…
work…
work.
Rough life, eh?
(I did find time to scrawl the below post, however.)
Sorry for the dearth of posting, but I’m wrapping up a freelance project that’s due Monday.
Pretty much since I got here, it’s been…
work…
work…
work.
Rough life, eh?
(I did find time to scrawl the below post, however.)
I step onto the balcony — the “deck” — before dawn, a cup of coffee in my hand. It is not unusual to smell smoke on the air here, but the campfire-like whiff I first detected through the open living-room window seems closer, more urgent, than usual. Could a forest fire be raging its way [...]