|The old Bartley place, painted by Carl Morris, was built by my great-grandparents in 1914(ish) and still stands|
Heart in Hand's most recent blog entry lamented the loss of frequent posting by bloggers, and I have to agree. Facebook has taken the wind out of many writing sails, from what I can see. But whatever: it is what it is. The time for some things just passes, and this has to be accepted.
I return to regularly updated webpages; others fairly quickly fall off my radar.
It was late when I got to bed last night, and considerably later when I got to sleep. I didn't let the wakefulness make me anxious; after all, I told myself, I am resting. Bet I was snoozing three seconds after letting myself off the gotta-sleep hook.