Just keep writing, just keep writing...
It's been more than seven years since I started keeping a blog. That a lot of writing. I've made a lot of friends in Blogland and have even met a few in person, but lately blogging has been much quieter. There has been somewhat of a lull in the excitement as old friends and family members give up their Blogdoms and pursue other interests or come under the belief that computer friends are "virtual" and give them up for something more "real". My commenting friends have dwindled, yet here I stay, writing, writing... and most if it probably utter nonsense. In my state of recent muddled-ness, I have not done much commenting myself, which doesn't do much for generating comments here.
I am overtired and should be crawling into bed rather than sit and type, but I rather like to imagine I have some company in the great adventure, so sometime tomorrow morning I will return to Blogland and check to see if anyone has decided to join me. I'll have my cup of coffee, whether I want it or not (sometimes I don't, but I'm afraid of the ensuing headache... ), and maybe a bit of breakfast. Or maybe I'll take my coffee out on the back porch and enjoy these fleeting summer mornings while they last. Yeah, maybe I'll do that.
PS. Yes, I like feeding the birds too.
The Blue Spruce Motel.
6 hours ago