An hiatus in my blogging life. Suffice it to say that I've been busy. Of course, the word 'busy' is a relative one. Once one becomes accustomed to having 'extra' time, it no longer seems like extra time. Just time that goes flying by, as time and days have an inclination to do. More and more so, lately.
I dream of drifting on a lake caught inside autumn leaves, of staying still in one silent place and stopping time. Stopping the ravages of time. Stopping the falling away of leaves. But I do have this image from a couple of weekends ago - a long time ago, and not.