Back in the saddle again. I never got entirely OUT of the saddle, mind; my boots caught in the stirrups and I've been dragged behind the horse for, oh, a coupla miles now. So this is a messy clambering back up, covered with dust and a bit scraped and bruised - but still ready to ride. Metaphor!

Metapost #? – Becoming Disorderly

Ergh. I’ve SO been missing the practice of daily-esque blogging. That means it’s time to resume! That is, of course, a little off, when it’s meant to have been a daily blog, poste…