Tomorrow, he said. Tomorrow, he’ll get back into the routine. Tomorrow will be the beginning of the chapter that ends with the first snow, the first travel interrupted, winter. But not today. Today, another session with the ink quill, and some kind of finished drawing when we’re done. Tomorrow, maybe time for a longer blog post (I know–there are so many of you desperate for distraction, for one more place to flit your browser, sipping quickly from a distance, like a moth on the …

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