In her post this past Sunday, that cute little farm gal (Amy) over on A Farmish Kind of Life, posed some interesting questions regarding the topic of blogging.
I started to reply in her comments section but quickly realized my thoughts on the subject were getting way too long and more appropriate to a post here.
I know I've made mention recently (probably more than once) that I've seemed to have lost some of my blogging mojo. As Amy related in her post, others are apparently feeling the same way. We are still blogging, but I think on the whole our posts are less frequent. In my own case, it's not that I have nothing to say or am intentionally backing off from blogging.
So why ARE my posts less frequent? Plain and simple, I'm in a period where I'm finding it difficult to fit everything I want to do into a day's time. That means somethin's gotta give. As far as discretionary time I do have, presently I have a real need to pick up my knitting needles and yarn or spend time doing some quilting. I've always found that the creative process handwork affords centers and relaxes me, and when I don't fit it into my life to some extent, I get cranky. So often I have to choose between going into my quilt room or sitting at the computer to write a new post. You may have noticed quilting is winning.
True confession, I'm also feeling a little tired right now and my mind simply doesn't work as well when my wagon is draggin'. Stringing intelligent sentences together is harder when my brain isn't operating on all cylinders. Seems I used to have lots of introspective posts to share, but these don't flow out of me when I'm not feeling like the sharpest knife in the drawer. The tiredness that is causing my lack of brain power can legitimately be traced to hard physical work which seems to be abundant on this little homestead currently. (And was last summer. And the whole year before that. And the . . . oh, never mind. I firmly believe it's better to wear out than to rust out anyway!) But I think there is something else affecting many of us bloggers. I have an intuitive sense that we are becoming a little beaten down by the general state of affairs going on in our country and world. For the more fortunate ones of us the effect may be subtle, but all the same it's still here 24/7.
So why do I keep blogging, why do I want to keep blogging? It provides a journal of our lives. It gives a record that I can look back on for pleasure or to pinpoint some information I would otherwise have lost. And for feedback; I'm always interested in your thoughts and/or opinions. Also, for me, looking back over old posts is like looking through a photo album; the text and pictures of my blog jog memories I may have forgotten.
Being able to communicate with like-minded people through blogging has filled a void in my life. I live in an area that is not farming or gardening or homesteading friendly. There aren't a lot of people interested in living the type of life we do in our very sparsely populated county consisting mostly of wildlife, water, trees, and rocks. There are times when I've felt as if I'm the only one attempting to do what I do. My connection through blogging with people who hold my same interests and values is educational, inspiring, up-lifting, supportive and generally validates my choice to pursue the type of life I do.
I still read my chosen group of blogs and sincerely value the friendships I've made with other bloggers. Admittedly, I don't take the time to comment as much as I used to. That's not because I no longer find the posts interesting and entertaining, but because, once again, there is only so much time each day and right now, I'm making the decision to use it in the best way for me personally.
Whew! See why I didn't leave this ramble as a comment on Amy's post?
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