When I first envisioned this blog I had a million things to write about. A million -- there was the woman in the park with the metal detector, looking for a lost wedding ring; the battles on the bikepath over the 'community' bulletin board; the little pile of odd objects I used to see on a stone wall on Bardwell street that reminded me of Boo Radley's offerings; and of course the new stores, cafes, and vibrancy of downtown.

So now the blog is here and I am tongue-tied. Maybe it's because the winter is never-ending and I feel like I haven't left the house in two months. Maybe when I get out there again, these stories will fall into my lap like manna. 

But until then, if you have any compelling story ideas (or even boring ones), please pass them along. I promise I'll treat them like queens.