I received an email from a good friend this morning, in which he started a discussion about the fact I wanted to end this blog, the way recent posts had turned out and been commented upon, and what if anything I should do differently about it all. He had a few specific suggestions which, after resisting at first, I saw the wisdom in, and I followed them.
This friend, Author Stephen Parrish, suggested this: (and said that I could quote him on it, and so I shall and gratefully.)
I have a fourth idea. Move on. Pick out a star, and on the next clear night I'll go out and look at it, and when darkness descends in your neck and nape, you'll go out and look at it, and then you'll blog about what it means when two friends, separated by a distance that would intimidate even Columbus, send thoughts to each other via the same burning ball of gas a squillion light years away.
How can you say no to a suggestion like that?
Next clear night we have on this side of the pond, I'll be working on that star post for you, Steve. Promise.