I am a writer. It’s what I am it’s who I am. A poet, a documenter, a journalist. It’s what I do. It’s the reason I started blogging. And I allow myself to get so caught up in the other aspects of this entity called the internet sometimes that I forget that I found blogging, and was drawn to it, because I write. Prose, stories, chronicles. So, while the last video proved I am a real person, I’m not sure I will be showing my face in another. Not anytime soon. I will share pictures, if I can get them to go right. But anytime I seem to not do something genuine to who I am, it turns me off from what I was doing in the first place.
Someone suggested that I make the last video to draw readers to my blog, but, it just didn’t feel like me. I don’t know if I care if anyone reads this blog. Not because I don’t want readers, but if it’s not genuine, and genuinely me, then it doesn’t matter. I garden for enjoyment and want to share that love. I may enjoy it a little too much since now I am trying to schedule my whole life around whether or not I’ll be able to do it, making sure I have time to do it with kids, me now being a single mother and all. But, my number one love is writing.
I know this is a little strange on a garden blog, but being outdoors in the silence of nature in MY GodDen often inspires me to write. So, yes, I may share random posts such as these inspired by my surroundings. But I just wanted to say, I’m leaving my previous post up, and had something to post a couple of days after that one, but…it’s funny how things just don’t go as planned when what you are doing is more forced than compelling.
At any rate. I’m planting. I will be posting more often, but I just had to get that off of my chest.