Starting up again

I have started writing again after taking six weeks of to be sick with a mysterious illness. I missed several important events as a result, a weekend conference and a local meeting where I was supposed to give a presentation. I still tire easily, but since I write early in the morning, I manage an hour or two. I have never been able to write after lunch.
When I went to feed the sheep the other day, I saw how the split rail fences came together at the perfect angle to support a dead body. So, there sits Benjamin, wearing someone else’s clothes, dead as a door nail. What’s next? Not a clue. In a week or so I will have the whole thing worked out and it will make sense. I hope.