I’ve had an unscheduled hiatus from… everything. Some ‘stuff’ and illnesses (not covid) have invaded house and home and family so everything fell away – for a bit. All is not ‘back to normal’ but now there is naught for me to do except fret and worry. Two things I do gracelessly. It occurred to me – I miss blogging – however sporadically. I miss reading everyone’s posts. Hence my dithering return.
During this time I had a birthday. I asked for and received bunches of lovely books. Just looking at them all is pleasing. I have everything to both distract and entertain myself….a couple of old favorites like Kerry Greenwood and Elly Griffiths. Also, Mom dipped into my father’s stash with an Edmund Crispin and Yrsa Sigurardottir. I’ve never read either author, but Mom handed them to me with an undeniable reverence. Recently, my favorite genre has been ‘cozy mystery’. I strongly suspect Dad’s books are out of that category. Hmm. I guess I’ll have to focus.
As always, thanks for reading and keep well.