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My Blog is Like My Garden   6 comments

Dear BJ,

I have been thinking about this blog a lot lately.  That’s it, just thinking no writing.  Today I came to the conclusion that my blog reflects my life quite well.

I find that it’s like the garden I want to grow every year.  In the Spring I get excited and want to plant some seeds and make something grow.   Then the  anticipation as you wait for the seeds to sprout. Finally, the magic of a seedling emerging and starting to grow.


Garden/Allotment (Photo credit: tricky (rick harrison))

That all happened this past spring.  I got a pack of old postcards and the idea for a blog sprouted.  It grew slowly and thrived as long as I paid attention and nurtured it.  Then one day I stopped paying attention to my blog.

There are a hundred excuses,  It got hot, the pool was open, wanted to take the Granddaughters to the park…you get the picture.  My garden withered and in the meantime I succumbed to a known time killer.  It was like spraying the garden with round up.

I started leveling a character in World of Warcraft.  I know, 55 years old and playing video games.  What am I thinking.   Just like the garden and my blog though, my character has grown and is almost at the top level and I am losing interest.

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“World of Warcraft: The Burning Crusade” cover art (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The conclusions are obvious.  I enjoy starting things but my interest wanes when it comes time to nurture them.  This is an issue that I will have  to work pretty soon.  Once I finish reading some more blogs, burning my CD’s to my computer and what ever else pops up before my next post.

Same as always,



Posted October 13, 2013 by Balvah in Notes, Uncategorized

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Prince Polo of the Wild Frontier.   3 comments


My pup always amazes me and I feel grateful for his company.

He always shares his walks with me and it’s the time that I really get to connect with the beautiful things in life.

In the morning it’s the squirrels picking through the left over bird seed.

Or it could be the tracks and scent of the black cat that lives in the shadows of our neighborhood that he follows tirelessly.

Perhaps it’s the fact that he always finds something to proudly bring home; an empty energy drink can, or a dropped notice at the mailbox, even an empty plastic bag covered in dried grass clippings.

In the evening it’s the setting sun and the sky filled with swallows and bats flitting though the air searching endlessly for insects.

At the end of the day in the early morning hours there is always the moon and the stars and the lights that glide effortlessly through the sky towards somewhere unnamed.

I think what I like best though is the look on his face when he finally subdues a cricket or any of the other strange bugs that he likes to toy with and snack on.

Thanks Prince Polo this post is for you.

Posted July 18, 2013 by Balvah in Notes

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Who said this would be easy.   Leave a comment

Nobody said having a blog would be easy.  I accepted this challenge myself.  So how do I make this doable.  Set realistic standards.  Write every day.  Post when what you have written is right.  Don’t fool yourself that reading blogs all night is blogging.  Thanks to 52 Brand New for an illustration of a good, realistic well presented blog.

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Blog Machine (Photo credit: digitalrob70)

Posted June 13, 2013 by Balvah in Notes

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