My old friend, Arsenius the Hermit. His blog has been off-line for a long time. I miss his wisdom, wit, and wise advice. I haven't heard from him since he shut down comments on his blog and I'm worried.
Arsenius was the last true mountain man east of the Mississippi River. He held a chunk of the North Georgia mountains securely under his spell. He was, and I'm sure still is, self-sufficient as is possible in today's world.
Arsenius, if you by chance still cruise the internet and read this post - please, drop me a line.
If you by chance make it back to Florida you know where to find me. The coffee is still hot.