Holly, my youngest, mentioned to me that I should start a blog. Reading a blog can be so very much fun, when one has the time. Some I enjoy. Streams and rivers in the summer call my name so I am rarely out of the water to read or compose a blog, which equates to I have a life lived fully. That said, here in Colorado the wind and the chill do not let the voice of the stream reach my ears. I need a lot to do in the winter. So I told her I will do that, start a little blog. She and her sister live far far away, it might be the one way they can here my voice, my real voice. Cell phones, in my opinion, are a downgrade in quality from my old LAN line, and I get a type of "stage fright" when having a conversation on a cell phone. And it is hard to have privacy sometimes to have a quiet conversation with them. So a blog is one way to reach them, with random thoughts and what I am up to.
Reading that sounds a bit boring, that is my fear about a blog. I don't want to bore the reader. And ramble on too long. Neither bode well. I have not idea what one blogs about, anything I guess! A time to be creative. Now that I do like.