From my friends?
If you happen to be amongst the diminishing group of bloggers that
remain online, then you will completely understand when I tell you
what my biggest challenge is.
Content.
Yes, writing is never an issue... when a subject comes into my little
guinea brain, the words just seem to follow.
The trouble is... finding that subject.
I have written this blog since March of 2006.
Thirteen years!
I began blogging at a time when bloggers were few...
then everyone blogged...
then most stopped blogging.
(Except for a few of us crazies... still here... still crazy after all these years!)
Every few months I seem to come to a crossroads.
I stop at the traffic signal and patiently wait for it to turn green
so that I can proceed.
And, eventually, it does.
But now, they've removed the traffic signals and replaced them with traffic circles,
and I find myself going round and round and round.
With each pass around the circle I see all of the subjects on which I have written.
That little voice inside my head tells me that I shouldn't repeat myself...
that I should stop circling and press onward.
The problem is - I can't decide which road to take.
This is where I need a little help.
Life on the farm is rhythmic... and a little circular as well.
To me, it's a fascinating study in our wonderful world and all
of those tiny miracles that happen each and every day.
To others, it might seem mundane.
However, I know that you are my people, and mundane is not a word
you would ever use to describe life in our little slice of heaven.
I am left with a feeling of great responsibility -
to give you what you enjoy,
and to give it to you fresh and new each time.
And so, I cannot seem to exit the circle.
I have options.
One being to turn off the engine and sit for a while, ie: not write as often.
-or-
Two: ask for directions.
This is the part where your input is of great value...
because it is you to whom I ask for direction.
On days such as this, when the sky is grey, the air is drizzly,
and all of our sweet animals are whiling away the hours lounging...
I need some ideas about what to write.
We've done this before... and it has helped me to continue.
So, if you don't mind... help a girl out?
Give me a little direction for those days when I am happy to sit
in front of a warm fire stitching away...
those days when I am at a loss for...
"Content",
but at the same time, am quite contented.
Comments
You probably have told before but I would like to hear your beginning journey on building your home and when you decided to get so many animal or if it just happened and how your place has changed over the years. I guess to put it simple, just reminisce. Hang in there.
Cheers Peter
Content isn’t the most critical. Life. Love. Sharing. Family and friends. DG
I blog highly sporadically and I deeply admire the commitment of those who maintain a rhythm of it.
I love seeing your critters and your creations. Thanks for sharing with us.
All of your cookery, creations, and critters are inspirational and one of the best parts of my day.
Do what feels right. We'll be along for the ride.
Nancy
I have seen you welcome grandbabies into your life and say goodbye to your fur babies ... we have all taken treks through the woods with you!
Take time off when you need to, just don't leave us entirely!
❤ you!
I agree with all the previous comments and would be truly lost without your blog. I would love to see a peak into your life, your home, your decor. I’d love to see how you decorate holidays or bits of your home life. I’d love to hear about how your blog has evolved. What life was like for you as you grew your blog. Or as you grew up! You are like a friend now I’ve followed you so long. Margy in KY
Kaye
Park City, UT
There is one thing I've wondered about: Is there a story about the log building?
and, how did you find your beautiful farm?
Joleen
You and your whole family (I have no grandkids--so have adopted yours) inspire me daily and keep me going with my own crafts and loving nature
Bless you--luv, di
Please, don’t stop . . .
You are fresh air . . .
I open your posts, like I am opening my front door to a neighbor.
I need you in “this hood”.
Blogging has kept me grounded even when systems and things changed and broke down.
I am picked back up by people like you who have remained constant and faithful.
I would love hearing some stories of when you were a young girl meeting the world.
Where did your animal love begin, what first brought you to sewing, knitting, baking, gardening?
What stimulated all those passions in you?
I love stories and you are a gifted writer, of life stories.
Just today I came across the piece you had written, Lessons From An Old Dog, Oakley,
that I had saved in “My Notes.” What a treasure, that I had saved it.
Rambling away, I am . . . it has been a melancholy day.
Please keep writing, blogging, sharing, creating. You are a joy!
love
lynne