Tomorrow's image for the facebook group, but I can't resist early posting here.

Spring break! I hate having it in March, but whatever. I just finished a big project and I have a batch of essays and a few other details to do, but I'm looking forward to some "fun." I have seeds to start indoors, and maybe I'll do an Elwyn's Diary volume. Also...reading!

I guess you know when you don't even remember your "blogversary" that you have been at it a long time. Monday, March 1 was the 13th Blogversary of Gully Brook Press. I've sometimes posted more and sometimes less, but I've never taken a hiatus.

Sometimes it just feels like a home run.

Not that it's any sort of real victory, of course. The building sits vacant, sad, abandoned. We all miss Stewart's. And Main Street generally? The long winter has erased any optimism I might have had about the results of all our efforts.

I am not sure why these political appointees (lawyers no less) in this story would be so ignorant -- and foolish about FOILed correspondence. But on the subject of the truck's name, I call B.S. on the owner's explanation. Anyone who thinks "dago" is a tribute is a moron. She should be ashamed of herself.