I got into the blogging world late. A late bloomer, you might say. The day I found out about blogs, I spent almost the entire day reading them. I discovered Posie Gets Cozy and Pioneer Woman. I read every post they had written. I discovered Henhouse and Posey and Attic 24, blogs from England. Nostalgia at the Stonehouse. Tales From the Coop Keeper. Pamkitty Morning. I read and read them and wanted to start a blog of my own. I read so many blogs that I have forgotten their names and wish I had written them down so I could visit them again. Posey just disappeared one Christmas and has never come back. I hope she is well. I really do care. Tales From the Coop Keeper started a business and has stopped blogging regularly. I can understand. Henhouse opened a guest cottage and hasn’t written since. I would love to visit her guest cottage in England one day. I imagine she is kept busy.
Still, I found more bloggers and went into their worlds and read about their lives and their businesses and families. This week, Ree, the Pioneer Woman wrote about the loss of their beloved dog, Charlie, and I cried like it was my own dog. Ree has created a mega business from her simple little blog. A tv cooking show and a store. Dishes and books for sale. I read From My Front Porch in the Mountains and about her horses and the birth of a new foal and watched as that foal grew up. The writer suffers from a debilitating illness and wrote about that, but always foremost were her animals. All her dogs and cats and horses. Then, suddenly, one day, she stopped writing and has not written another post. I feel like I lost a friend. I wonder if she is well. What happened?
I read blogs from almost famous people, like Susan Branch who designs calenders and writes beautiful books and illustrates them herself. I even got to meet her. Many bloggers have become almost celebrities in their own right.
Then there are the blogs that talk about quilting. I love those blogs. Many have quilt alongs where you can make a quilt right along with them as they instruct you. One of the bloggers, who use to own a quilt shop in Iowa and that I met once, also is a designer of quilts and has written several books and patterns with a friend. I visited her quilt shop before she closed it. It was so cute. In a former chicken coop. And she talked to me and took me on a tour around her house. How about that?
There are blogs about knitting which has drawn my interest lately. Cozy is a prolific, outstanding knitter who seems to knit a sweater a week. Canadian Needle Nana is a like minded soul who loves creating with her hands and I love the scenes from her Canadian home.
I finally decided to try this blogging thing a few years ago and my first blog was called,
I LOVE MY DOGS. I wrote it for a while until I lost a lot of pictures on it. Then my son bought me another site and I began this blog. It’s become a hodge podge of different things about my life, stories, poems, history and English lessons, my dogs and chickens, our travels. Whatever I feel like writing about. It’s become a diary of sorts that I hope one day my children will read about their mother’s life.
There is a blog of just pictures called Murmuring Cottage. The photos are exquisite and many make me wish I could go inside them and live they are so beautiful and warm and cozy.
There is a blog called Quiet Life and she is still blogging steadily. Almost every day. She got me interested in reading a book about Dietrich Bonhoeffer, a Christian man who was murdered by the Nazis because of his beliefs. She was having a book discussion on it, but stopped suddenly. Perhaps because the book was about a thousand pages long and it got to be tedious. Not the book. The book was wonderful. Written by Eric Mataxes. I think that is how his last name is spelled. I even read a blog where the blogger was all excited about having dinner with this author. Small world, isn’t it? Sometimes I think all we bloggers are connected in some way.
Wishwishwish. A blog written by a young English woman who models her clothes and is now earning her living with her blog. She has style and travels a lot and takes her readers with her through all the pictures she shows us. I often wonder how one so young got so smart and mature so fast. Of course, when I was her age, I had two children, had bought two houses already and was working and raising our family. I still don’t think I am so smart and mature!
I have learned so much from blogs. Things to cook. Things to sew. Creative things to make. The latest blog I have found is Ann Wood’s blog. She is a creative person who shares some of her patterns for free. She made the most glorious flamingos from paper. I can’t wait to see what she will come up with this year.
There are many more blogs I have read. Some have just disappeared or the blogger has found something else to do with her time or something has happened in the family that causes them to have to stop blogging. I know blogging can be time consuming with taking the pictures and putting them on the computer and then writing the blog. Notice all the pictures I have here today?! Sometimes I just feel like writing without pictures.
Another blog I loved was Coal Creek Farm. The blogger wrote about her family with humor and often had videos of her dancing or the family dancing. Then the kids grew up, her husband got cancer and her blogging stopped, which I could understand, But I wonder how they all are. If everything is okay. I worry like they are one of my family. I will tell you, if I ever decide to stop blogging I will tell you why I am stopping, if I am able. I look at blogging like it’s a book. A beginning, a middle and an ending and you must include the ending.
So that’s why I blog. So many people inspired me to do so. To all you who have stopped blogging, I miss your blogs and to all you that I still read, keep blogging. Bye.