Ever the peripatetic blogger in search of the promised bloggerland, I come to rest my weary soles atop the foothills of this mount by the sea.

As the salty chill breeze flies swiftly inland, I sweep my gaze along the fertile greenery and find myself ever hopeful that these fecund soils will bear the beautiful fruit of coherence. It is time for ordered wilderness, time for a refreshing splash of clear water from the fresh, bubbling stream beneath which sunlight dances off of shiny grey pebbles.

Sit with me a while, and I will tell you my fable.