I can start, though. I can explain why the heck I'm doing this and post some photos.
A few years ago, I had the privilege of organizing the 2011 Illinois Reading Council Conference. As an attempt to promote the conference, I set the goal for myself of reading every book written by every author I'd invited to speak. That was before I realized how many books Jane Yolen had actually written. Big mistake. But it was fun trying. I kept a blog as part of the attempt at promotion and had a really good time writing the posts. Once the conference as over, though, there was no more real need for the blog.
Every spring or summer since that time, it strikes me that I should begin another blog, primarily about gardening. Then I remember that I'm really bad at gardening, even though it's so enjoyable. So I think maybe I should continue to write about the books I read. That just doesn't seem like enough, and it takes me a long time to read a book, because even though I read every night, I don't have a lot of time. I also want to share favorite recipes. And junk I make. And junk I buy. No special reason: just a different way to record my life, I guess, for the time when I probably won't remember who I am. Maybe at that point someone will read my blog posts back to me and catch a glint of recognition in my wizened, old eye. Maybe I'll do this so that some young whippersnapper in the future can have something to feel good about. I'll go with that.
Did I also mention that I don't take very good photos but I'm going to sprinkle them liberally throughout this blog anyway? Yup.
Here's one I took the other day to send to my husband's cousin, just to show him what I was doing at the time:
The old, wooden baby chair actually gets positioned in the Grandma Garden in the summer, next to some Baby's Breath plants. Squirrels love to play on it, too.
We planted the Grandma Garden several years ago (as in maybe ten?) because we were able to dig up some of the original lilies, irises, and peonies from my husband's grandmother's house. I decided it might be a cool idea to plant things there that would have been growing in old fashioned gardens that our grandmothers might have had. Last year I moved the garden to a sunnier spot and added several more plants, including tall phlox, cannas, roses, daisies, and something else that I can't remember at the moment. I sure hope it comes back up this summer so I can figure it out!
Here are some pictures of what was peeking up last weekend:
One of the sedums, I think, and a reminder of why I should really clean up the garden beds in the fall. What a mess!
Something we dug up in the timber and transplanted - no clue what it is!
One more thing before I close out this first posting. Last week I finished reading an amazing book that had me in stitches: Let's Pretend This Never Happened, by the Bloggess Jenny Lawson. If you have a warm spot in your heart for unusual upbringings and can at least snicker inwardly when you read the word 'vagina,' this book is for you.
Lake Fork Community Sale for a diet breakfast of pancakes and sausage or biscuits and gravy, and I found myself poking around in piles and on the hay rack wagons laden with so much detritus of people's lives. What was I looking for, and how was it related to that book? Taxidermy. Stuffed lizards wearing monkey suits. Chickens. Creepy rabbits. Anything formerly living and preserved for eternity. Read the book. You'll understand.
So here's to the 'new beginning' that is this blog and some of the new beginnings coming up outside, and to a new book for you to read!