Peekaboo.

I have a little trove of where I've been and what I've seen in the month since you last heard from me, and every day I mean to poke into the trove and let you all see the snow at the monastery after I drove there during the Boxing Day blizzard, or the improbable skylights of the Bradbury Building from the last day I was in L.A. the first weekend in January, or the dog reclining in the backyard snow, and instead I have been going to bed late, getting up early, running the classes and going to the meetings (and managing to do a tiny bit of yoga!) and sitting the zazen and helping do the penultimate stage of a hiring process, and so I have been away, though I have also been here all along.