Vortex and Bridge

I have been pulled down into the vortex of life and thingss, and that happens, and it happens lots of time to writing, but the good thing is, writing is always there to get back to, like a big, loyal dog. And it feels good to get back to it, a quiet reunion with old friends; your fingers and your mind.
My favorite New Yorker cover ever -- Saul Steinberg -- is a cat riding a bicycle from the white mountain of February over drab March and across a bridge to glorious, green April and a road with a sign pointing to Summer.

That's us, today