Hark back to your basic 10th grade science class (for those fortunate enough to escape an evangelical-lead PTA education), remembering the part about two possible responses to danger: fight or flight, I've recognized from a few split decisions in my life the third option and opted for the more clandestine approach: observe. I like to hover on the outside, in the corner or just on the edge of something large stirring, to be nonspecific. Isn't blogging another arm of that urge to observe? An old African proverb says you don't test the river's depth with two feet, but I have no idea how to test out blogs without sinking both feet in. Another science class comes to mind, will I sink or swim?
For fear of being left on my rear in the dirt, while my generation passes by at technological warp speeds, this is my first attempt at forcing my old 20 something self to adjust. Afterall, if I can't get with blogging as a self-loathing member of the digital generation, I'll be outdated before I even start.
What a delicious start to blogging! Gorgeous photos. Tasty words. Thanks! Great to have stumbled here (by hitting "Next Blog" successively like an addict).
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ReplyDeleteThanks for the warm welcomes, it makes this oh so much easier to know the internet crowd is a hospitable one.
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