… and I had a feeling I might be, actually.
As Winterfylleþ begins the winter, so Eosturdæg begins the summer, which effectively means that I’m now halfway round the year from when I started this blog. And, though I haven’t written all that much in it – I’m a busy man – and it was originally planned as a blog only for the winter, I think I’ll carry on with it.
I haven’t written much, I know, but I’ve written more than I thought I might. It’s been interesting (for me at least, you cheeky custard) and something of a psychological safety valve to have an opportunity to articulate a couple of things that have been weighing on me; a less attention-drawing and probably more constructive alternative to “old man yells at cloud”, at any rate. And there will be more to come.
Happy Eosturdæg. Onward and upward.