Just because I haven’t been posting doesn’t mean I haven’t been reading. It’s just that I’ve been stupid busy.
That and nothing I’ve read recently has inspired me to comment. I don’t just want this to be a blog where I bitch about crappy books.
So here’s a quick post to show you what’s been keeping me so busy.
I took this part of my backyard that I had allowed to grow over
and turned it into this beautiful spot (try to imagine it after the landscaping fills in)
complete with what I hope will be a frog pond; if you build it, the research says, they will come. (Until they do, though, it’s filled with tiny fish that eat mosquito larvae.)
When my father-in-law came over to see the completed work, the first thing he said was “What a great spot to read!” Indeed. And it was exactly what I had intended.
So what with the digging and the carrying of stones and the landscaping and the other stuff involved, I’ve been too tired to write about what I’ve read. I’ll post a few quickshots, not the depth I’d normally go into, but I have to give the readers something, or they will all leave me, lured away by some younger, wittier, blogger who has the stamina to go all night and — have I said too much?
Back soon, I promise.