purlingswine

You know, this whole ‘blogging’ thing is hard to explain to the uninitiated. For as many of my friends & relations who enjoy reading this site there are just as many who think it is strange, that I have too much time on my hands and that just don’t get it.

When I was planning my trip to the Maryland festival and mentioned that I was hoping to meet some people I had gotten to know via the Internet, well they really gave me strange looks. And frankly, if I wasn’t me, I would have given myself some strange looks too. On the surface, it really does seem strange.

But there is a connection! More than keeping my own site, I enjoy reading everyone else’s. Reading about what they are working on at the moment, what is going wrong, what is going right – it feels like friendship, even though we have never met. More than once I have thought to myself, ‘God I wish we lived closer!’. The world of blogging has created a hometown atmosphere – a ‘knocking on the back door for a cup of coffee and a quick chat’.

So here I am on Long Island, it is gray, damp and rainy and my back really hurts. I am cleaning the house, doing the laundry and hoping it dries up enough to get out there to push the lawn mower around. I have spent too much money and I have eaten too much.

I am about to dive into the deep end of the pity pool.

And then the big brown truck pulls up to my curb.

Chelsea of SmallHands sent me lovely presents! How wonderful to be thought of this way – by a good friend that I have met only once!

Thank you so much!! You have turned my day around! Now I will mow the lawn with a big smile on my face!!!

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