Sometimes you find yourself feeling kind of small.
I’ve been neglectful lately. Neglecting my blog, my birds, birding in general, writing, creativity. I’m not making excuses but life — especially the life of a teacher near the end of the school year — interferes with what I’d really like to be doing. Sometimes escaping into fake farms and sparkling jewels is important to let my brain rest up.
This has been an interesting year for me. There’s some growth. There’s some challenges. There’s just stuff.
Still, when I went to my long neglected blog today, dusted off the cobbies, and looked carefully, I felt a little small. There were comments. People have been visiting. People cared about my posts . . . even when I clearly didn’t care all that much. So, I felt a little small.
But summer is nearly here. I am feeling a renewal in my spirit. An urge to charge up my camera batteries, dig out my binoculars, stitch something pretty, and to write.
Hopefully, things won’t be as dusty here for the next little while.