I suppose that the blog is my online journal. In a personal journal I cannot add links to things I have read online and I cannot add photos, but here I can do both. I enjoy placing photos with my posts as it shares in real time the way things are. I do not have to ponder how I had the kitchen or whatever ten years ago, as I can review my blogs and I can see what was where. I enjoy that I post imperfect images that perhaps lack photo quality or show life as is and not made beautiful for the viewing public.
I appreciate that I can see my growth in life and also see where I have changed completely on something I truly believed and now see differently. For example, when Bill and I had the life changing event that brought us to the farm, I was in a nervous frenzy. You see, I knew nothing about the life we began to live. I had never baked a loaf of bread from scratch. I had no idea how to live on so little money and was frightened that we would fail on our endeavors, all the while, we rolled up our sleeves and moved forward. I confess that I was worried about the country failing as the build up in 2007-2008 was so worrisome that I could not imagine Bill and I having something else pile up upon our backs. I shared a good deal about prepping or preparing oneself for the what ifs because Bill and I were living a what if. I wrote about the economy and how it cannot continue to sustain itself this way-yet it is. I wrote about learning skills that would allow for the reader to understand that the skill can take one through a crisis.
My blog therefore has become an evolution of a family that lived pretty much like most Americans and then one day life changed. In this change, we learned how to live and learned about the things we had in our home and that opened our eyes even more.
My blog all the while shared snippets of my goof troop, family, love, marriage, the Bible, my relationship with the Creator, animals, farm life, New Mexico, and well anything my little old brain thinks of in the moment. In the art world, I feel like my blog would be like a Jackson Pollock painting, with things thrown in and about here and there. In the blog world, my blog is this:
A collage of my life and everything that is included. I am thankful for all those that stop by and visit. I am thankful for my kiddos that read the blog. I am thankful that my love still stops by to see what I have written. Sometimes I will start at the beginning and read the blog~just because.
I do not think my blog will ever be a blog that makes history in any sense of the word. What I believe is that I am the blogger that writes a title that is half finished in most of my posts because the title is actually the first sentence of the post. I am the blogger that uses the label to write more things, often to my handsome Bill, but not always. If you haven't read the labels some are pretty corny because that is who I am. I am the blogger that loves the mountains. I am the blogger that loves America and is not ashamed to admit it. I am the blogger that cannot imagine more than the wonderful life I have here in the middle of nowhere~on a little farm called The Double Nickel.