hi·a·tus – a break or interruption in the continuity of a work, series, action, etc.
And that seems to have been the case with this blog, my blog, Rose Tinted Glasses. It wasn’t something I planned on. It just happened. It’s like when a child finds a new toy to play with, s/he forgets the old favourite and gets busy with the new found delight. The old toy lies in a corner, gathers dust till some well meaning adult finds it, dusts, cleans and puts it away as a keepsake. Does the child look back upon it? Rarely. Some obstinate children do, they do go back looking for the old faithful. The rest forget.
I did find a few new toys in the recent past. But like an obstinate child I have always kept an eye on my old favourite, my Rose Tinted Glasses, looking for a chance to return, pick up the threads and continue from where I had left it last time, continue upon these fanciful journeys into the wonderous world of words.
August be on my side ….