A New Design for a New URL
Chances are you clicked over here from the blog where the name and the URL don’t match. However you got here, I’m glad you arrived and thank you for taking the time to be here.
Do you like this look? I know that I’m elated and impassioned by the painting I’m using for the header. It was created by Mark Chadwick. Somehow it says This captures you to me. I chose the light beige background because the white, I found out, was too intense and stark for a few of the people I know who grace my pages when they can. They had been avoiding my blog because it physically was hurting their eyes. I’m still uncomfortable with the span of the space for my entries, but I’ve had this wide berth before so I’m sure I’ll be able to accustom myself to it soon.
This blog is about, as the tag line in the header says, my perils in writing and whatnot. Please read my bios, the one on the sidebar and the one on the page called About (you’ll find the link at the top of all page).
I was going to spend the money on a year’s worth of redirect through WP until I took a look at my list of followers. I have only three — YES, three followers who are following me by email. And none of these three are regular commenters. I follow almost everyone by email so this was kind of a shocker to me. How many are using a feed software program? How many are using the Reader feature at WP?
Of course, not on this list are the people who plug into my posts from Facebook, Twitter, and Google+. Maybe it’s time for me to read some selected posts on how to do the Social Media thing. Does anyone know of some worthwhile articles on this subject?
The Colors of the Scene
Technically, it’s still summer here in the northern hemisphere. Yet, when I survey my backyard with the backdrop of the woods behind it, I see the signs of Autumn. Also there’s the fact that school is in session again. I associate children standing at the corner waiting for the bus as something that happens anytime but during the summer.
Living in Tennessee means a lot of brilliant colors during the fall. In my backyard, I’m seeing ripened wild raspberries. The maple trees along the edge of the woods are turning a rich shade, maroon. The tall elms are started to drop golden leaves onto our lawn. The Asters are in bloom with their elegant earth colors. Even the greenery is looking sunburned now.
My computer desk sits right next to a front window. It gives me many opportunities to see what’s amiss on my street. I see the kids walking down the middle of the street with their new clothes on and their new backpacks either on their back or one shoulder. (Growing up in a big city, I walked on sidewalks. This sign of rebellion by kids walking in the middle of the street isn’t one I’ve seen too much of.) Right now their chatter is about which teacher is absolutely horrid and which teacher is cool. Can you believe it? The slang term, cool, is still popular. Nineteen fifties, here we come.
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A good traveler has no fixed plans and is not intent upon arriving. A good artist lets his intuition lead him wherever it wants.