Allright, okay, call off the dogs, obviously my life isn’t miserable. As I’ve said before, a blog is a snapshot of a moment, and that moment passed quickly. And I got a good story idea from my boring New Year’s, so ultimately it was for the best.

I’m back at work, and on the mend, and it’s a beautiful day. It’s strangely quiet here in the valley, which is why I have time to post this. We had a freeze last night, and frost on bare vines is even more beautiful than summer’s full glory. There is not an ugly season in this valley.

I want to be a better tennis player.

That’s all I have to say today.