Truly glad to see you check in, I’d begun to fear you were among the many who’ve fallen out of our orbit, and drifted of to other shores.
Your poetry is as poignant against the present as on the day it was penned. I’d watched live video from a couple storm chasers hunkering down in Punta Gorda. I can’t imagine riding out that fury in a stick-framed house.
Hope you are well.
Thanks! I’ve been engaged in a project or two.