Deep in my hermitage in our faerie land forest...
I sometimes remember blog land like it was some magical kingdom that I would visit on my flying carpet, a place full of dream weavers, threads of mind connecting through the twilight skies, lovers draped in words and coloured in pixelated potential.
I am too wrapped up in clouds of mirror like solitude to be much of a companion to this play these days, the lush dark green forest has taken over my house and head.
So consider this sweet friends a little postcard... I do remember you!