Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Diaries, Journals, and Journeys

Truth is I've never been very consistent with keeping a diary or journal.  The idea always, ALWAYS, appeals to me.  Perhaps it was from the early influence of reading the writings of Anne Frank.  How eloquently she expressed the day to day life of such a traumatic time.  It gave me pause to think that I too, might have something of value to relate from my own experiences. But, even with Anne's incredible example, I've started more diaries and journals then I care to admit.  Each, unfortunately, bares empty pages revealing my failing in this regard.  I started an art journal early this year and had a wonderful time finding new ways of expressing ideas.  Oh, how I intended.....well, let me just say this blog falls into the same category.  Except that it cannot be shoved under a chair, into a drawer, or onto the top shelf of a closet.  So, now that I've admitted that I am not a consistent blogger, I am going to pick up where I left off and just continue the journey.

I have been busy since I posted last.  There's been a lot of family committments and fun.  Having 6 grandchildren is definitely one of life's greatest rewards.  I've also, continued my volunteer work at Greenfield Village, the Farmer's Market, as well as added a few other volunteer committments along the way.  I've had the opportunity to do a couple more art fairs and made some great connections for placing some of my pieces for sale.  One of these days I hope to get an etsy shop going.  And then, of course, there are those characters that keep popping into my head that I keep promising to give life to.  Dreaming on.