This is an interesting exercise, I have heard proclaming from of the older trees and some of them have the beginnings of some of the old wisdom which has started to hang around.

No matter how much I would like to be everywhere, trying to discover where that everywhere is, is hard. I like the sentiment which seems to imply that I am indeed somewhere. This is an awkward time. Not just because I am digging my own hole in the ground, both metaphorically and temporally, but because…