A Slight Apology

Your humble host has promised to venture deeper into the arts and sciences of desire, romance, sex, beauty, and all those things which make life wonderful, enticing and fragrant as the Garden on a summer midnight. However, a certain perfectionism has thwarted the schedule somewhat, compounded by an absurdly overbooked life which takes one from the Villa and Garden for far longer than would be wished.

These topics are less easily coherently written about than, say, the nature of a purported aphrodisiac herb, and so things are delayed while mental energy is marshalled. In other words, I demand a certain level of quality from myself. But fear not! They, and the other promised improvements, are coming as quickly as I may.

And now I shall cease all apology and get myself to work.

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