Yep, that’s me.
But it’s okay. I’m not getting paid to write, nor do I have the expectation to make it as a disciplined writer.
Things are on the move, though.
Some exciting things are happening that I can’t quite dive into this week, but maybe next week, or the week after that.
It involves cooking.
Let’s just say that.
Until then, y’all have an excellent weekend — and industry folks, good luck in the trenches. Take care of each other.
Why the picture of nettles?
Well, because I made a soup today with stinging nettles and though I only touched a few, my finger tips are all tingly. And not in a melancholic way.