Much has changed since I last posted—summer came and went and now autumn has nearly passed. I’ve seen some snow, felt bitter wind, markers of the long cold that covers this land in winter. The days have shortened, giving me plenty of opportunity to hole-up in my office, studying the abstractions of mathematical structures.

The trees above no longer bear leaves.

I’ve now been an expat for over a year. I miss the Rocky Mountains, towering to the west, the sagebrush that dot the wide western plains, and the simple life/naiveté of isolated Wyoming folk.