I admit it, I have been neglecting my blog lately. There was a time when I would update my postings almost daily. Don’t ask me how I had so much to talk about because the answer is, I did, but a lot of it wasn’t very substantive. Almost anything I did or had happen to me became the subject of my blog.
So why don’t I update as often now? Well I guess it’s because I have just about done everything I was meant to do and just about everything, no matter how mundane, that was meant to happen to me, has. So I’ve emptied the tank and I am reluctant to repeat topics, at least not until something new, or a new spin on something old comes along. It doesn’t take much. A month or so ago I wrote a brief rhyme about a Night Heron I spotted out in the yard.
Today there was a Blue Heron on the other side of the canal that runs behind my house. Now, a blue heron is a pretty spectacular bird. They stand a good foot- and-a-half tall when there necks are extended. I ran for my camera, but I had to use my telephoto lens and I have trouble with it. It never seems to focus as sharply as my shorter lenses so I am always disappointed with the results.
So there you have it, another day, another little occurrence…another posting for the blog. It’s like smelling the roses. Life goes on and you have to stop and appreciate all that happens around you, no matter how inconsequential it may appear. You can’t take things for granted, especially the older you get. Only then do you become a lot more observant to detail, and especially much more alert to the smallest of things, like listening to make sure there’s a tock following every tick.