I am beginning this site with the tiniest of movements. I shall be digging blind, burrowing where the earth is softest. Some passages will grow, others will collapse. When I come up for air, I shall tell you where I’ve been. In the future I might even hazard a guess as to where I’m headed. For the moment I shall just bring up the nuggets, be they clay or gold.
fab great
Well, Mole, I’ve read them all so far and they are simply wonderful. I want to savor them for down moments and reread them again. Thank you for your beautiful writing.