Grumble grumble grumble. After resisting for years, I am finally acknowledging that I probably am obligated to start a blog. Feeling cranky about it. Clearly I was born in the wrong century, a century in which a writer can’t just be a writer, but must also be a marketer, self-promoter, tweeter, facebooker, videostar on the YouTube. I expect most of my posts will be just this crabby. Here’s a photo of some flowers!