Excuses

Whether or not you’ve noticed, my commuter biking miles haven’t increased much for a while. Lay blame where you will–Lance Armstrong, laziness, our now having two vehicles–but I claim pure industry.

At last, after a summer filled with overwhelming kitchen work, I’ve turned my attention to other matters: promoting my band’s new album, mowing our field, cutting brush out of our fence line, cutting and splitting firewood, putting on new guitar strings, and the like. Our little world is being put in order and readied for the oncoming hibernatory introspection that only wintertime in all its predicted ardor can promise; preparing seems the most natural thing ever.

And so that’s what I’ve been doing. Cheers!