Back? 


Not really. At least I don't think so. Who has time for a comeback? We all want a comeback, but how? When? And why?


Of course I've had plenty of great conversations in my head (and out loud with my steering wheel) over the years but those float off into space and only the Heavens here me. No one is recording, no notes. How would I recreate those here for your enjoyment? 


Sorry to tell you, I can't. 


I could try to put pen to paper, if you will. here as they come up, but I'm not available that much. 


Do you work full-time? Do you have family? Did you go back to college? Do you like to sleep? Me too. That leaves little time for blogging. 


I did find myself reminiscing today though, on a Thursday no less. Shouldn't it be Khaki Thursday? Or TWPICK Thursday? Or even TOWPICK Thursday? It could be. It's actually TPPIOK Thursday I guess. (those pink pants instead of khaki). I can't even find a good pair of khaki pants anymore. That's a rant for another day I assume. 

I probably should change the blog name, as I no longer run. 

I still have curly hair though, so not all is lost. 


I'll update you all on my spring plans as the days grow longer and the rains come. Maybe we'll do a planting series this year.


...or maybe not. 


Keep running friends. 

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