I realized this morning that I haven’t been writing as many words on the blog as I did a year ago, posting more photos and visuals. I plan to change that a bit. The blog is an evolutionary thing. First, it was all about words. Then a lot about photos. In between, about fear, depression, change, divorce, love, hospice and the dramas of individual animal lives – Orson (dead), Pearl (living in Brooklyn with my daughter Em), Clementine (living in Vermont) and the donkeys, cows, roosters, hens, goats. I miss Winston, and his crowing. I miss Elvis, and his companionable nature. But I love the farm more than ever. It is mine again, manageable, quiet, peaceful, an incubus for stories and ideas.
  Now, more than ever, people are struggling to live their lives, follow their creative impulses, send their signals out. So I think I’ll be writing more again. The dandelions are out and they inspire me, humble and defiant weeds that they are.

  Reminder. Sunday I’ll be at the Katonah, N.Y., Public Library at 2 p.m. with Izzy. We are fighting for libraries now, as they are being crushed – like farmers – so that banks and brokers can be saved. Please fight for them.
  At 7 p.m. Tuesday, May 12, I will be at the Saratoga Springs Public Library (518 584 7860) talking and signing books (with a dog or two). This event is to raise money for the library. Come if you can, and if you can’t, see if you can help your local library out. Libraries are a barometer of our civilization and culture. Markets and rise and fall. Libraries need to be here.
  On May 22, I’ll be speaking at the West Pawlet, Vt. Public Library sometime in the early evening. Hope to see you at one or another of these events.