|The photo I add when I have nothing else to add (placeholder photo?)|
This is an old blog, as blogs go.
I find it has been in dire need of updating, as I try to replace missing photos for the related links feature. Many of the older links had no pictures, an early complaint of some of my readers, and this has proven to be a great liability in modern blogging practice.
So updating has been my main blog occupation lately.
It is no surprise to many that have been online for awhile, that many blogs have simply gone missing, too. Promising writers and photographers simply closed up shop, which left me with dead and empty links. Sometimes I simply need to rewrite things to make sense.
As in the blog, so in life. I've been personally in need of updating, as I age and lack maintenance. My home and certainly the garden have befallen into some neglect over the years, and they too, are the recipients of makeovers and outright renovations.
It is a tiresome process, sometimes. I'd much rather have a new project... and oh, if only I could get a "new me". But I believe it will all be perfectly worthwhile in the longrun.
I tend to be hopeful that way.
I guess it is a good thing that I have always had an affection for old things, for their history and the fact that they lived through interesting times. Old houses, garden, artifacts... visits to museums... reading of times long past, imagining the stories from remnants of landforms and scars left behind, carved into the surface of the soil.
I delight in uncovering a long buried sidewalk after my shovel hit an unforgiving surface. I marvel at old marbles or pottery shards left from former residents. Sometimes there is a laugh on me as I dig up a half-rotten sock that I know a dog, long gone from this earth now, had buried by instinct. (Nikki, your habits outlasted you!)
And so it takes me forever to sort through and update these old pages. I can't help going into a mesmerized reverie as I reread old posts, remembering their purpose once upon a time or the notes I took on my gardening. I search for the photos. I get lost on google. It is all something of an adventure....this exercise in updating.
See, this is what you have to look forward to, when you get old.
Jan 17, 2015