This bloggy thing has been bothering me for awhile.
Have I said everything I've had to say? I don't think so. And people who have heard me rant on occasion would likely agree.
Has my muse left? Maybe. At least She appears to have been taking a leisurely walk about my mind, scratching here, sniffing there. Looking under rocks, poking her nose in places she shouldn't, and generally being absent from the frontal lobes.
Though recently, in the past week or so, she's come knocking. Gently tapping me awake in the middle of the night. Presenting ridiculous things to think about, that once I fall back to sleep, I immediately forget. I awake to a wisp.
I've been circling the computer lately. Looking at it. Bringing up the blog. Checking for visitors or comments. None recent.
I miss them both.
But unless you put it out there, there is no there for people to come and visit.
So where has my there to put out gone? Or perhaps, the better question is not where it has gone, but why has it gone?
There are times I can't shut my mind off. It's firing on 8 cylinders, rocking and rolling over the events of the day, a bit of a book I've read, a bird I've just seen, a bite I've just taken -and I want to talk about it all.
But I can't. At least, I have been telling myself I can't because my LABEL is not inclusive enough.
Good god. I can't believe I just wrote that!
My marketing gene is trying to make a pitch in the middle of a presentation to my public
MY point is, that having called this blog "Featherbrained" I have defined it as a blog primarily about nature. And as a result I have met all of these amazing naturalists.
And I am not sure if they want to hear about things like The Day I Stuck Out My Thumb in Banff , or Biffy Buffing is Not For Old People or Aunt Ethel Made Amazing Jam Buns or A Child's Version of Old Mother Hubbard, or My Favourite Meal Ever This Week, or....See what I mean? Not a thing about birds, or birding, or nature.
After researching many blogs on line, looking for a template that would allow me to be more multi-dimensional I came up empty, unless I choose to go the website route.
No, I don't.
So, gentle reader. Here's the deal.
I'm going to change this blog up a bit. Mix up the storyline. And write about whatever I feel like. I'll still call it Featherbrained..but perhaps on the non nature days, I'll provide a spoiler alert,so if you're not so inclined to read about The Lesson of Bertha Archer or whatever I choose to share, well, then you can just click on over to something or someone else. I won't mind, and I'll no longer feel guilty!
When you see a feather, it's about nature. When you don't? It's not.