Been Gone.

Been gone a long time. I've been crazy, is the short of it. The long of it can come later. For now: Tie up your tomato vines, if you have an old t-shirt and still have time. This is not the/a big one, I don't think, but the dog's off and my knee hurts and the boy fell dead asleep out of nowhere and the trees are whipped around pretty well out there, so, you know, have a look out them western windows, OK? Crack open a cold one and find a good porch to stand on. Squirrels are running for home across the roof of the outbuilding. That's something. Severe warning. That's something, too. Trees down in Winston. I could go on, but then I wouldn't be front porched or looking out windows, and then where would we be?