It has been a few days since I have blogged about anything in particular. My family, church, urban farm and my job have limited hours for me to sit down and type.
So, for those that follow the ongoing tale, I am sorry for being delinquent.
I am as troubled as my faithful readers are that the Alchemist runs La Longi with his dark minions and nothing is being done. Lydia is travelling as a captive of Puntius Urinitus, and Ishaan, Turlough and Brother are off to find her. The Beast is travelling to La Longi to forgive and James Rainport is nowhere to be found.
Having been busy before, I somehow managed to make time to write. What had changed? What was slowing me down to the point where I couldn’t post every day? I pondered these things. The breakfast has been epic,
I have things to write about, like rehabilitating a bird,
or going to Painted Mines, a Native American mining site.
I even have footage of my ducklings to post about.
We have even begun to assemble at church, which you are invited to attend at 1000 hours Mountain Standard time. Listen Live!
With all of these happenings, Where did the creative go?
I pondered thise for a long while and discovered my coffee pot had broken.
This, my friends, is likely a contributing factor that led to my lack of recent writing. Upon this discovery, things had to be rectified. I embarked on a dangerous journey….
Many days passed, and I arrived at my destination. There were many things that tried to slow me down from my objective, but I persevered. Along the way, a she vixen helped me.
Modesty prevents me from telling the tale. Perhaps my ancestors will sing of it upon my passing. Through all the perils and challenges, I stand tall. I now have a coffeepot.
Thank you, my dear friends for joining me at Brothers Campfire again. I look forward sharing many new adventures!