I woke up much too early this morning. Dietary indiscretion after dinner last night tasted MAR- VELOUS at the moment of consump- tion, but too rich for my simple body to take to kindly. I now suffer the consequences. So, I'm a wee bit crabby this morning and didn't sleep well.
Since I can't sleep, might as well write, eh? I'm a neo at this blogging biz, and will make a muddy mess of things for a time until I hit my stride and/or decide why the heck I'm writing this and why anyone else would care why I'm writing. But it feels good to stretch and try something new and different.
Crab ... Dungeness Crab here in Birch Bay ... tastes mighty fine. Wouldn't it be delightful to discover a tasty voice amidst the seaweed and clam and knock-your-eyes-outta-your-head sunsets? Time will tell. It always does.
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