This blog has been idle for many moons and, to my friends and fellow travelers in cyber world, I apologize.

The only excuse I can offer is that I’ve been lost in the universe between my ears–writing the dissertation that was the reason I moved to central Virginia … Lord, going on 15 years ago now. I’m writing the last chapter of the book–and writing the preface to the life I plan to live now that it will no longer be my companion–so I’m reawakening to things that were once important to me that had to be put aside … first so that I could finish my term in politics, and then so that I could finish my book.

I’m reawakening to poetry, to cooking for myself rather than grabbing fast food on the fly, to sorting and filing rather than piling paper on my desk (and the floor around my desk). And most importantly, I’m reawakening to my garden.

There’s been blessed plenteous rain in Virginia after two years of drought. The Sugar Hollow Reservoir is full, at least for the time being, and the roses are spectacular.