After 640 posts since July 25, 2011, SDM has decided to hang up the pen. We began this blog for the purpose of shining a light on the malfeasance gripping Palmetto Bay. Over the years, we have also decided to opine on other doings affecting our neighborhood. You, dear readers, commented over 3,000 times and we enjoyed (almost) all of them.
The truth is that blogging is like having a demanding significant other: the claims on one’s time and energies never cease…until one closes up shop.
We hope that another intrepid soul will stand in our shoes and carry-on the battle. But for now, let us leave with you a final quotation that sums up our experience and our feelings today:
‘Tis almost morning, I would have thee gone—
And yet no farther than a wan-ton’s bird,
That lets it hop a little from his hand,
Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves,
And with a silken thread plucks it back again,
So loving-jealous of his liberty.
I would I were thy bird.
Sweet, so would I,
Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing.
Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow,
That I shall say good night till it be morrow. [Exit above]
Romeo And Juliet Act 2, scene 2, 176–185