Hold That Thought!

I am up to my eyeballs in Christmas preparations as I get ready to fly south like all good little birds do in the winter.  I am going back close to where I was born and raised, for the first time in almost a decade.  I hope to have a very good time.  But the story must be put on hold.  No time elapses when I am away from the story, so Geo won't die of thirst or hunger while I am gone.  And provisions are being made for his comfort even as I write this.

I am hoping to sneak in a special Christmas message here, too, if I have the time, before I leave.  Ah, time--that's the thing!

5:22:28 PM