It took about a month, but I'm finally getting around to all those little notes and ideas I jotted down, some just a few words strung together, from my New York trip in September. This is not the "New York" everyone assumes when one says that. This is the beautiful land far north of the city, with dairy farms, cornfields, and vineyards. This is the one with valleys and hills, forests and lakes. This is the New York I grew up in, the one I now truly regret leaving some 16 years ago. It has been far too long. Soon, I will return to my Promised Land, hopefully to live there forever more in happiness and love.

So, let the words flow forth, so that they may be collected together. Hmmm, that sounded a little too biblical...