Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O Lord of hosts, my King, and my God.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Suspension
Sorry, didn't realize that Blogger doesn't let you close a blog temporarily without giving the "secret password" page. At least, not until I started getting all those requests from readers to be let into the secret club. The only other option was to delete the entire thing, which I'm not quite ready to do yet. Am still trying to figure out how to conveniently de-post everything except a "gone fishin'" sign, but to no avail thus far. Put it down to my internet incompetence. [Thanks to John Carriere who suggested a solution.]
Things are happening in the family, spiritual and personal areas of life at the moment that have made politics and blogging and snippy one-liners seem somewhat irrelevant and uninteresting. And I find I'm rather too tired.
So, if you want to know what's going on in the world, you'll just have to read Fr. Finigan and Mr. Smeaton for Blighty; Kathy and Ezra for Canuckistan news; LifeSite for the latest in the Apocalypse; and Tea at Trianon for all things gracious and Catholic. For the time being.
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