Mi Contra Fa has been quiet as I've been on maternity leave. The baby has not yet made his appearance, but I've been out of the energy necessary to do much music and poetry research.
The Poeta Atlantiae competition has been entrusted to a reliable deputy for Twelfth Night, and announcements made.
I've been fooling around with learning Insular Minuscule calligraphy, the better to write out my work.
That's about it.
