As I continue to improve, the likelihood of our doing some shooting come the Spring does as well.
While this is definitely "the winter of our discontent", it too shall pass...
"Now is the winter of our discontent
Made glorious summer by this sun of York;
And all the clouds that lour'd upon our house
In the deep bosom of the ocean buried."
Good old Shakespeare. You can always count on him to have the right words.
I hope, by the summer, to bury all my clouds in the 'bosom of the ocean' somewhere...
The Pontine Islands, if I'm lucky.
But certainly a stint in the Hill Country, filming our Bierce movie.
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