Scrying for Time

I'm peering into my magic scrying bowl to see when I'll have time to blog again. Well, blogging the way I want to ... which is to ponder, probe, and prattle about the past, along with posting of the piles of present pictures I have lurking about my hard drives.

The leaves are reading: no time soon!

Pesky work.

Pesky holidays

Pesky deadlines.