You know you have been a derelict blogger when you have to put your password in your login box because it has been two whole weeks since you've been here.
My apologies.
I was writing an overdue email to an old friend today that went something like this:
This time of year, I tend to dump all my life onto the kitchen table like emptying out a closet down to the studs, and sorting, evaluating, tossing, and rediscovering what I used to think were essential items and paradigm shifts I had forgotten all about, heaped on top of old movie stubs, receipts for ill conceived purchases, instantly regretted, and long lost, dog eared 'to do' lists.
(That's a run on sentence right there.... BAM!)
And yes, there's that ever present question of whether it's finally time to give the snarky punctuation his walking papers.
(You can't fire me. l have tenure and besides I come from a long and prestigious line of smart aleck side kicks who keep the uppity talent's head from exploding due to an excess of self importance.)
Oh lord.
Anyway....after all that closet cleaning and table dumping, I have to commence a, freewheeling, scare the pants off myself, 'beyond this point there be dragons' brainstorming session that usually lasts a few weeks. I need to see if I can find a clearer path that feels more focused and worthy than the random reactionary course I have been pursuing of late.
So please excuse me while I reshape the contours of my existence into something more aesthetically pleasing, physically nurturing, spiritually enlightening, and emotionally fulfilling.
(It wouldn't hurt to add grammatical continence to the list, since your already at the table. I'm all about the upping of standards.)
This would not enhance my sense of fulfillment, I can tell you that.
Anyhoo...
In the meantime, I want to leave you with a small item of interest here on the homestead.
Full ice pond, that doesn't hold water very well, plus freezing temperatures, produce the 'freeze and retreat' effect. Rather interesting to look at....
It's too bad that just when all the silt settles and the water starts to clear, it also starts to disappear. I always wonder what it would be like if it stayed full year round. But alas, it is not to be. So we just admire it during its short visits.