Looking through my 'archives' a month or so ago I noticed that my first post was on
Monday 25th of April, which is one week away, although my first proper post, with more that a brief hello, was on 3rd of May. Now, I know a lot of bloggers get all excited and do 'giveaways' and suchlike on their blogaversary, but I'm just thinking of calling it a day for now. The seasons have come round again, I'm back working in the same gardens (ok, so I've got two new ones, but most are the same), the new allotment is coming on, the brassicas are coming up to flowering, I'm spinning a bit, sketching a bit, making a few books, chopping and stacking wood, making bread and morris dancing (amongst other things). Not much has changed, apart from giving up on the book selling thing, which has been such a huge relief.
It's been really good fun, sharing a bit of my life with, in theory, the whole world. It has improved my photo taking and some of my computer skills. What it hasn't done is produced something that I can pick up, curl up on the sofa in front of the fire, with Vince diddling away on the guitar, and browse through. And so, I want to turn this on-line diary, which very few people read anyway, into a real object. A book with writing and text about my life. I'm not exactly sure how it's going to manifest yet, but I'll work it out sometime. I'm not saying I'll never post here again, I just want to give myself permission to not feel guilty about letting it go for now.
One day we will sell our house, downsize, perhaps rent the house out and live on a boat for a while. Then I might take this up again as a good way of keeping friends and family up to date with where we are and what we are doing.
p.s. spell check didn't like 'bloggers' ha ha, that a bit ironical isn't it!, try loggers, floggers, blockers!