Blogging schedule - as a theoretical concept

So, here I am a week on from my last post. Still a bit gloopy in the brain department, but coming together again.

In my wanderings through the reflections posts it appears a lot of bloggers like to keep to a schedule and let their readers know what the schedule will be. (Really? Are people that structured and organised? I'm still in a state of wonder that I'm here with two blogs having just celebrated by first blogiversary!)

Prior to the A-Z challenge (thankyou Arlee at Tossing it Out and faithful crew) I had few followers (and don't we all wish that that word was more welcoming and friendly), and we kind of knew each other and accepted various foibles regarding such arbitrary things as schedules. I'll try to settle into a pattern however, mostly posting on Sunday and include some photos possibly from my travels both here, Victoria, Australia and overseas and have a bit of a chat about them.

Given my passion for kids and adults with learning difficulties, my love of the environment and general concern that the underdogs in this world don't get much of a fair go, those interests will probably sneak in too from time to time.  But the serious wordy stuff will still be over at traverselife, so don't worry, I'll try to keep it light and whimsical here! I might also write some 'small stones' later in the year - after all that's why I started this blog.

I suspect for the next couple of weeks photos will be most dominant - I'm a bit worded out. My mother used to say "Stop eating when you've had elegant sufficiency". Right now I feel like I've been a complete glutton with words and I'm paying for it with severe indigestion!

For all the lovely new people who've dropped in during the challenge and decided to stay around for a while "Hello" it's lovely to have you here, and if it doesn't work out between us, and you wander off after a while, I fully understand. Life happens, we get busy, that's just the way it is, but it's been a wonderful supportive and encouraging month, and for that I'm incredibly grateful. For everyone who commented, thanks, it'd be great to hear more from you when you have time.  I do try to repay visits, but sometimes I trip up, so I'll apologise in advance if I don't manage that goal.

Right now, I'm going to wander off and find some photos for tomorrow.

See you then!

Puppy Fix :D

Stella, the 8 week old Guide Dog puppy.
Being trained by a friend. 

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the words have gone

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I start. I fail. I start again. The word ‘futility’ almost explains my predicament or maybe it's ‘frustration’?
Nothing comes in response to these four pictures.

Valentine’s Day.
A celebration I fail to grasp: others hold so dear.
I search to find something meaningful
A spark
A miniscule, infinitesimal, sub molecular ‘something”
I peer hopefully into my brain, search the crevices for a word, just one to begin
grope in the murk, for something to latch on to.
Contrived clichés, brittle and trite reside.
Otherwise...
Nothingness.

I sleep, let my brain go into free fall and wake with hope.

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A Drabble is a story told in 100 words. No more. No less.

Burrowers, Books & Balderdash are hosting a February Valentine Feature and inviting contributions aka Drabbles. Information and images are available on their site. Enjoy!

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aros. a network of strangers

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Comments received

unasked for,

so welcome

I blush with wonder

at unsolicited

compliments

not so scary after all

this writing thing...

for today at least.

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A river of stones is a project started by Fiona &Kaspa to encourage people to engage with the world through writing. In 2011 they invited people to join them in writing a small stone each day during January. Get involved.

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