Only a few will understand what I am talking about.
The lousy year in the fields is taking a toll on everyone and everything.
Do you like grapes?
The winter is coming, but I got my firewood stockpiled.
The final plug is being pulled and this is the beginning of the end of an era.
I am away, but not that far away, so read this post and try to find a spark of happiness.
Things are coming together, and it's very helpful.
I am not here, but let's pretend I am.
Writing is a habit, a very nice one, if you can keep up with it.
It's been fun while it lasted, but the time has come to say bye to Patreon.