I'm not sure if its a rut or not but I am feeling a bit disconnected lately. The past few weeks have been busy and my nice comfortable routine has been disrupted. But I think it may be more than that.
Time is flying by. I can almost not believe that next week will be July. Where did Spring go? I can count on one hand the number of days it was suitable to wear shorts, and next week Nanny and Poppy arrive for a month at the beach. The beach?? It feels like early May outside and it feels the same in my mental calendar. I'm not ready for it to be July yet it is right around the corner.
I feel disconnected to this blog lately as well. What is it?? It started out as a rug hooking blog yet it has been weeks since I did a hooking post. It was also intended as a means to explore caregiving further yet I find it difficult to share alot of that with people. While I do occasionally post about Mom and Alzheimer's, I can't help feeling like I might be invading her privacy by sharing too much about what we go through here.
Many times it is just me rambling about some minor thing or another. Lately I have added some photography to the mix. After my last post I couldn't help wonder "Who cares if I played golf..." I didn't mean it to sound exactly like that but really, was that worthy of a post?
One thing I do know for sure is that I enjoy blogging more than I imagined. I am not considering stopping or taking a break but I will be taking some time to reflect on how I would like to see this blog evolve. I have no ideas yet, and maybe it is just a means for me to share a little bit of my world - whether it be exciting or mundane - with a group of lovely people. Maybe it doesn't need a specific focus? Who knows.
I look forward to reading your comments each day. I have connected with a lovely group of people. You are supportive and bring me more smiles and laughter than you can imagine.
I spent the early morning with the camera while in my thoughtful state, so here are few pretty blooms. I hope you saw something pretty this weekend too.