Like a fickle lover, I had turned my back on writing a while ago. Away with ya, wench! But like all true love stories, the compulsion to write kept wriggling under my skin. Like a persistent itch. An observation here. A bon mot there. Next thing you know … I am sleeping with the alphabet again.

Paul Taubman’s 30 Day Blog Challenge starts again on July 1, 2026. That seems as good a day as any to dust off the keyboard, set my cap for July 31st and see what manner of blather arises over those following thirty days.

Since I last turned my hand to hen scratching on a daily basis, much has changed. I have real hens scratching daily in the dirt. They produce so many eggs, I feel like the Sorcerer’s Apprentice awash in recalcitrant broom handles.

My dear husband’s health has altered and has changed the trajectory of our life journey together. Not unexpected and part of life. Rife with opportunities for growth, love and challenges. We face them together.

And I have appeared on HGTV in a show called Zillow Gone Wild. They called me a diva on camera. I chuckled thinking, “You can fool some of the people all of the time.”

I have met a good number of neighbors after recently throwing the doors open to Wissthaven – our magical, mystical rolling improbable acreage in Central Florida.

Much to report. Reports to deliver. Delivery awaits. As does landing. And so we shall see where it all does. Soon enough.