Well here I am, embarking on a new venture into the world of blogging.   My friend said I should give it a try, it might be fun.

I said, well alright then so here begins the first of many drops of water.  It is said (somewhere?) that every great body of water had to start somewhere as a few drops of water, I don't know  how my body of water will turn out in time, but here are a few drops.

At this very moment, I am sitting here contemplating the frozen, snowy landscape outside, quite glad I am not out in it. Being the end of December this is typical weather here. Sometimes the shadows make the land appear like craters on the moon, and I wonder what would living on the moon be like? Imagining of course that there was air to breathe and so on.  I heard that some industrious company was planning to  build hotels on the moon as a vacation spot. Hmmmm that could be an interesting trip. I suppose I'll be to old to enjoy it by the time it happens or I can afford it, oh well on to other things.

I'm attempting to write a book about the magickal adventures of a squirrel, but it's going a bit slow.  How come when you tell a story it comes out just fine, til you try to put it to paper? Then it just drags like an old wagon with no wheels.  Well, I guess I'll have to find some wheels...

More later...

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