Thank god for templates. For the ease with which a reluctant blogger can look like she has a clue what she's doing. I'm showing up late to this big cyber-pub party-- several years beyond fashionably late, and I still don't know exactly why I/we are jumping in at all (besides the lure of the Blogger templates). The idea is that my husband, Noel, and I will develop and nurture a creative partnership here, a "he said/she said" cybertango of word and image, music and musing, poetry and postings, and that this place called us will be a place you, too, will find resonance and belonging.
So here goes. At some point I'll stop clearing my throat and get on with it...
