AFOOT and light-hearted, I take to the open road,
Healthy, free, the world before me,
The long brown path before me, leading wherever I choose.
Henceforth I ask not good-fortune—I myself am good fortune;
Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,
Strong and content, I travel the open road.
The earth—that is sufficient;
I do not want the constellations any nearer;
I know they are very well where they are;
I know they suffice for those who belong to them.
–from Song of the Open Road by Walt Whitman
I’m taking my family circus on the road until the new year and don’t expect I’ll be around much until then. Let me wish you all an enjoyable holiday season and a happy new year. It’ll be a year in January since I started this blog as a reaction to the constant and arbitrary deletions on the Guardian blogs.
Since then, it seems to have taken on a life of its own. It’s given me a great deal of pleasure for which I thank you all and I hope it’s afforded you all some passing amusement as well. I hope the coming year treats you and yours as well as the year past has treated me and mine.
Until the new year, be well.