There are still two hours left of July 1, 2011. Half of the Daily Post-challenge is completed. There are 365 days in a year and today is day #182.
The challenge is a lot of fun, something I look forward to doing every day — not at all like the photo-a-day turned out to be after a while, a chore. I’ve been true to myself and not had a theme — I’ve been all over the place, from current news to squirrels in Rockwood Park.
Looked in to the statistics but it’s not that much fun because I moved my blog in May. It used to be a self-hosted blog before I moved it to free WordPress.com. An average of 52 hits per day, but that doesn’t really mean anything to me. What means more is that thanks to this challenge, I’ve met a bunch of great people … blogging buddies, that I wouldn’t have met without this. The comments/feedback is more than half of the fun, and always appreciated!
It’s Canada Day and as I type they’re shooting up fireworks from Long Wharf. McDuff has gone into hiding. Listening to this sound reminds me to be thankful to live in a peaceful corner of the world … I know what it is … they are just friendly fireworks, but I remember the anxiety the sound caused with all the refugees in my work place back in the late 80’s.
The more blogs I read, the more I realize how fortunate I am. Most people seem to be in constant lack of time! Life has its phases, and the «busy phase» is definitely a time of the past for me. Besides, as I [by choice] don’t have children, it was never really all that busy. Now that I don’t work anymore, I can spend hours online if I feel like it, or do anything I want. Not many people are that lucky. Again — life has its phases, and work was good and interesting, even fun at times! There were mornings, while I was walking to work, pondering how few people that could feel that it was actually going to be fun to get to work! So many people suffer through eight hours a day, to put food on the table.
The last eight years of my working life, those walks to work meandered through a residential area. Old homes, with lush, well groomed gardens — no dandelions there — and neat houses … everything looked so fine so one could easily be fooled to believe that everyone must be happy in there. I worked in a small, medical clinic — part of its «catchment area» was this where I walked, so I knew a lot — sometimes it felt like too much — of what was going on in the way of illnesses and abuse. The façades can be so deceiving and I sometimes imagined lifting them off on a Friday night.
Looking back at other phases of my life, I wonder how I survived, but the funny thing is that when you’re in the midst of it you just don’t seem to notice! It’s only in hindsight it seems that way.
It seems, it’s not only while walking my thoughts wander … it’s also while typing. My point with this post was merely to say how thankful I am that I can spend as much time as I want to on this … it’s a lot of fun to do this blog-a-day-challenge and I don’t have to struggle to find time to type up a few lines. This is my morning pleasure, while sipping my coffee.
The little dandelion here above, had managed to get out through a crack in the concrete on the sidewalk … I thought it looked like one of those smilies we see around the web … like it was peeking out through all the grey to brighten up our day and was definitely worthy of a picture and a smile 🙂