You may have noticed Velvet Verbosity has been “off air” since last Tuesday. That makes nearly a week of dead air space. If I were a disc jockey, I’d be out of a job. Was I plagued with writer’s block? No. Carried off by my local caveman? No. Lost in the jungle and adopted by lions? I wish. Swept off my feet and taken away on vacation? No, I’m still here in freezing New England in “the house that I hate”.

Lots of posts jangling around here in my head, so I will be back this evening to write something of substance.

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