No, not mine. You won't get rid of me that easily.
A blog I've read for some time has had all the archives removed; there is only a short and simple goodbye post. I didn't bother to comment, since this person deleted the last comment I made there.
She didn't bother to say why she's closing her blog, but I have some ideas: When your very public blog becomes controversial and you and your husband live and work in a small rural town, there are going to be repercussions. Business starts falling off; the kids start taking flak at school... that sort of thing.
I have a feeling this person will resurface with a new blog, but one in which she remains anonymous. She won't be using her own real-life name, nor those of her children. She probably won't even talk about the state in which she lives. But she has things to say, and I don't think she will want to keep all these ideas to herself for very long.
I know at least a couple of my readers follow the blog I'm talking about. And that's all I'm going to say about that.
Monday, April 05, 2010
Sunday, April 04, 2010
It's going to be an interesting month
Easter dinner with family members here was very nice. Now I'm sitting at the computer watching birds outside my window at the feeder and birdbath. Cardinals, Tufted Titmouse, house finches, goldfinches, and robins. Life is good.
If the ten-day forecast is right, Cliff and I may do some long-distance motorcycle riding next weekend. But of course, we all know how inaccurate the ten-day forecast can be.
I have two local blogging friends, a mother and her daughter, whom I've invited to come and hunt morel mushrooms on my place. Hey, all the neighbors help themselves; why not give some people I like an invitation, and my approval? I have warned them about the hills and deep valleys, but I imagine they're still going to be surprised. I'll let you know. I will be sure to get my picture with them.
In less than three weeks, my friend Joanna is coming to visit. Several years ago, I spent a few days at her home near Washington, DC, and got to see some Smithsonian exhibits and other historic sites.
Last time she visited here, she talked me into getting Cliff to the doctor for what he and I assumed was heartburn. Just as Joanna thought, it wasn't heartburn: it was angina. And less than a week after her visit, Cliff was having open heart surgery. We will be eternally grateful; we believe God sent her here at that time.
Anyhow, this month holds promise. So do the months ahead. It could be an interesting and enjoyable summer.
If the ten-day forecast is right, Cliff and I may do some long-distance motorcycle riding next weekend. But of course, we all know how inaccurate the ten-day forecast can be.
I have two local blogging friends, a mother and her daughter, whom I've invited to come and hunt morel mushrooms on my place. Hey, all the neighbors help themselves; why not give some people I like an invitation, and my approval? I have warned them about the hills and deep valleys, but I imagine they're still going to be surprised. I'll let you know. I will be sure to get my picture with them.
In less than three weeks, my friend Joanna is coming to visit. Several years ago, I spent a few days at her home near Washington, DC, and got to see some Smithsonian exhibits and other historic sites.
Last time she visited here, she talked me into getting Cliff to the doctor for what he and I assumed was heartburn. Just as Joanna thought, it wasn't heartburn: it was angina. And less than a week after her visit, Cliff was having open heart surgery. We will be eternally grateful; we believe God sent her here at that time.
Anyhow, this month holds promise. So do the months ahead. It could be an interesting and enjoyable summer.
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