Returning Very Soon, I Swear.

So, what happens when you get a blog going strong over three years and then all of a sudden you cease posting for four months?  Here's what:  Your readership dwindles from a rip-roaring freeway of 2000 visitors-per-day...to a weedy frontage road of 32.  To those 32 people who drop by daily to see if anything new has popped up on this stale little blog, I salute your devotion.  Like trick-or-treaters pressing doorbells after the porch lights have been turned out, your attendance - fruitless as it is -  is truly something.

But as you may have noticed, my porch light has been left on, burning day and night, week in and week out since early December, brainlessly wishing the world a Merry Christmas all the while the calendar pages tear away, possibly causing some of those frazzled 32 to wonder if I might be keeping a dried-up Christmas tree browning in my living room on St. Patrick's Day.

No, no, it's simply a matter of life getting in the way of blogress.  In December I bought my very first home (after years and years of renting) and am preoccupied setting up house and studio, all the while keeping several spinning dinner plates balanced on the ends of broom handles. 

So let me express my appreciation for all your many card and letter inquiring politely if I have died.  I'm delighted to tell you I am completely alive and will start blogging again any day now.

As for those persistent 32, I am forever your ardent admirer and fervent friend.