I know only heartache can come from this. I get my hopes up, tremblingly extend my trust, develop confidence over time, and then… it’s gone again. Where I looked for a light respite from the trials and stresses of modern life, there is only the brute word, “Hiatus,” evocative of hernias.

Yet hope persists. And so I share the link with you — Anthony Sacramone’s brilliant Strange Herring blog is back.

For now.