Post International Women's Day, Bronwen Wallace Conference, etc

The Hound has been traveling. Slogged through much snow. Chewed up much pavement, though much of it was ice. Attended the Bronwen Wallace Conference in Kingtson, which was a great success I think...despite the absolutely insane weather. Admittedly, this poet has never seen so many semi-trailers jack knifed in so many odd shapes. Cars everywhere nosing up out of snowbanks. Notes on the conference forthcoming. But not for a while. The blog will continue at half-mast for the coming weeks as yours truly soaks up some sun.