Housekeeping
Today’s essay is running a day late, what with me having a rather long drive back from my vacation to the southwest corner of England, the vagaries of my whimsical dachshund, then the grass in my garden having grown to nearly waist height upon my return, and with a chilled bottle of Grüner Veltliner putting paid to anything other than relaxa…
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