weathering

The past week and a half has been a shitstorm.
Since returning from SIA, everything's been caught up in a whirlwind and I've felt like Dorothy and Toto tossed about in a rickety old cabin through the maelstrom.
I'm trying to find the ground and knowing that when the storm passes, I will not find myself surrounded by technicolor candy flowers and pseudo-leprechaun lilliputians in the service of the Good Witch of The East.
I will still be here, and the aftermath will need sorted through.

Somehow, amidst all of this, I promise to you and mysef that I will get Dropping back on track and you will see photos and ramblings daily again. Hopefully there will even be more than there has yet been.

Please, bare with me, hang in there, and check back next week for more.