Blame Mozart

Again, I am forced to offer apologies.

Again, the drive to Montgomery called me and my pup.

Again, my burgeoning appreciation for opera was fed as I traversed southern Alabama. This time, Mozart’s Idomeneo took the lead.

So, I properly lay the blame for my tardiness at the King of Crete’s feet. (Try saying that 3 times really fast.)

Tomorrow, this blog will return to its normal nonsense all decked out in its writerly wisdom bling.

Sorry for any inconvenience my wanderlust has caused.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe in her hair shirt

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