This week has been… good heavens. I have many stories to tell, and many e-mails and comments waiting, and many posts to write. But not tonight, and not tomorrow, and not this weekend either. To all those waiting for responses, I beg your tolerance for a few more days. All is well here; dogs and kids and cats and chickens are healthy and happy and tell me they don’t mind being ignored too much as long as I keep shoveling guilt-induced melted cheese sandwiches (Bramble) and layer pellets (hens) and tasty brown dry balls of crunchiness (Percy) at them.