clear as summer skies, blackens to
angry thunderheads.
In 1982 life took a detour, and I found myself in Alabama. Two children, two degrees, and three dogs later, I still haven't found my way back to Michigan. I may never. I created this blog awhile back but let it grow fallow, which I hope has given it time to become fertile once more. The contents of this blog are likely to be random, but randomness, just like detours, sometimes yields pleasant surprises.
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