Maybe it's that no-new-perfume-until-August thing.
Maybe I need a nap.
Maybe it's insufficient milk.
Maybe it's too much caffeine.
Maybe my brain was stolen by aliens.
Maybe it's a Communist Plot.
Maybe I sent my brain out for cleaning and forgot to pick it up.
Maybe I never wrote all those posts and they were all a delusion.
Maybe it's not possible to garden and blog in the same week.
Maybe I really am posting but then it's wiped from my memory, like those critters on Doctor Who.
Maybe I'm a squirrel.
Maybe the earth is flat.
Maybe all chicken was replaced by Soylent Green.
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