I am continuously humbled by your enthusiasm of my journal. Since I've started blogging I have begun to enjoy the benefits of the record keeping of our lives. The record is not concise enough to check back to see when we had who over for dinner last or what we've been up to on the weekend but it surely has been great to look back and say . ..
. .. well that looked like fun . . . .even to me.
There is such a temptation to embellish my life just a wee bit to keep you amused and entranced in the daily activities here on the farm . .. .but
.. . . I have delightful friends and family that read .. .
and would know .. . .
and tell as they should.
So, I present the reality as truthful as I can.
What continuously amazes me is when I run into someone in town and they whisper in my ear. . . I found your blog and I read it.
Shucks . .. .really?
The other day I ran in to my childhood friend from elementary school ...
and that is what she said. I'm humbled again.
And then . ..
there are you who don't know me and live across our beautiful country and our neighbors to the south who also have become my friends by sharing bits of your life in leaving me comments.
I'm especially delighted when someone who hasn't a blog of their own,
comments on mine .. . (otherwise how would I know you are there?)
and share what your day holds.
I find that ever so rewarding.
So . . .today,
I think of you and say ta ta .. .
for being my friend. . ..
for all your encouragement, kind comments, and moments spent here, or the kind words when we meet . . how sweet.
Today, a bit of cleaning, a bit of walking, a bit of chatting, a run to the market and then the weekend will be here.
Have a great day my friends.
(pretty funny . .. .
edited later at noon .. . .
Lovella. . . . "Bea what does Ta Ta mean? . . .
response .. . .waves .. .
Lovella. . . oh.. . . doesn't it mean thank you in baby talk? . ...
response .. . . chuckle .. . oh does it?. . . .
sorry for the confusion. . . . ta ta means thank you to me. . .
I'm not going now where just yet.