I haven't got anything to say. Not even supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. So I won't say it. There isn't any particular reason for any of that, just that most of my wit and inspiration sort of drained out my ears and evaporated in the heat; and what little was left of it got spent on stuff I was obligated to do (like course work for school).
So this blog is currently flying a holding pattern, waiting to come in for a landing. Don't worry, it'll happen eventually. Meanwhile, here's a pretty picture of a petunia to keep you occupied:
Life, the Universe, and Holding Patterns. Thank goodness for petunias.
