In the beginning there was the blog

Not sure why I'm starting a blog now. But here goes. I've journalled with pen and paper for 20 years or so, usually in early morning, before dawn in the short days of winter, in a comfortable chair near a window with a hot cuppawhatever. Immersed in silence and thoughts.

For most of those years, Jan and the 2 kids were still sound asleep upstairs. Now just Jan. Both Scott and Kristen are in their own places now, probably sleeping just as soundly.

For most of those years, our dog Molly would wander over for a nuzzle, sitting just so. But not anymore. Ol' Molly died this year at age 13. She was a great dog. But that's another story.