Sliver of Reality

Good morning to you all, how are you?  I'm in the kitchen at the table with my computer and the rain has stopped for now.  Yesterday, the rain arrived shortly after lunch and kept on going.  My walking goals have been set aside because of my 'valid' excuses, it's raining or it's too muggy.  Frodo, my faithful walking buddy doesn't like hot or muggy weather either.

I've been thinking about motivation  and inspiration towards writing and blogging consistently since Grace mentioned this in a comment on the last post.  First and foremost, I am a talker.  I talk all the time and if there is no one to listen to me, I talk to myself.

Luckily I have Frodo, so my non-stop chatting has ears to capture my string of words.

My inspirations ebb and flow like many of you.  I have times when I wonder what will I write about.  Magically, when I sit at the computer and upload my photos I find the words, I find a thought to expand on or I write about what is on my mind.

Writing for myself is the key.  I'm not out to write what I think other people want to read.  I'm not out to capture massive readerships (I do like knowing my blog is read).  I'm writing for me, I'm writing what I'd like to read if I was reading my blog.  Funnily. I never re-read my posts often.  Like my journals, I write and document and file away.

I write about what I value:  my family, knitting, reading, enjoying life in the simplest of ways and capturing contentment and happiness easily through my camera lens. I write, write and write.  The more you write the more the writing is there.

When I was attending university, I'd take walks in the town before the winter break as the sun was setting.  I'd walk passed house after house looking in their windows.  If I was lucky, I could see a tableau of a family or couple or maybe an empty room.  I'd quickly spy their decorations or room arrangements.  I'd daydream about what their life was like, were they happy, did they like their jobs etc....

Reading personal blogs is for me peeking into a window.  I've seen some beautiful rooms, some lovely lives being lead.  I've read about hardships and health challenges.  Just like a peek into a window, we see only a sliver of what is reality.  Isn't that beautiful?  I can still imagine and daydream!

As you read this post, you're reading my sliver of reality :)

In other news, my wrist is mostly doing great.  My yoga routine is going strong and eating a salad daily is still a hurdle.  I'm not sure why.  My husband is fully recovered from the wasp attack.

two more sides and this is DONE

I hope you have a fantastic weekend!