With a deadline looming and a persistent issue with poor focus and macro capacity of both the Canon and Olympus, I am going to take a break from the issue of selling, admiring or trading fountain pens.
I have more than enough ink and paper to write up a storm, and a storm it is with Gustav to the south, and memories floating in my head of Katrina.
It's been only three years since Katrina and my drive from NYC to Raleigh, but it feels as if ten or twenty years have passed.
The time spent, the adventures had, good and challenging, could make for a full blown memoir.
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