Still playing at being a beekeeper on the western edge of the great southeast swampland of North America. The Brazos Valley. Not feeling quite secure enough to invest in a decent internet connection, so my connectivity is marginal, at best. That would be why I haven't been around much lately. On many levels, the time outside the box has been real good for me, but I am starting to feel isolated, even by my own lone wolf standards. I miss my internet buddies. I know no one out this way and can barely even find my way to the nearest grocery store some 10 miles away.

I do not know anyone now, but I have a going away party to attend tonight for a priest who is leaving the sweet, little church I have been attending for the last couple of weeks. Time to get ready. Later gators.