…the smallness of number. Which will probably be posts on this blog in the next while.
And this could carry on into the summer (if it arrives). But there’s abundance in this paucity, because I’ll be away, basking in the cabin next to the dining room at Emma Lake, then in the room above the kitchen at St. Peter’s, then briefly at Sage Hill for the anniversary bash, then back to St. Peter’s. Then maybe home, sometime in August. And while away, I’ll be editing the second ms for a spring date, writing new material for some poems I started this spring, reading some good books, meeting some great people, co-habitating with old friends, and finding something inspiring to treasure.
And maybe, in this smallness of number, a post or two will shine through.