a new beginning
On my fiftieth birthday I began this blog. Sometimes I’ve written regularly, and sometimes there have been long intervals between posts. Never has an interval been quite as long as this one.
I am now fifty-five, the plum blossoms are in full force outside my window, daffodils have sprung up in the pots on my deck, and I am freshly back from Pantheacon. The confluence of these things somehow signal to me that it is time to start writing again.
This is, yet another, new beginning .
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Welcome back!
Love,
- Beth
Your way of expressing the layers of life in your experiences has been missed.