Truly good blog writers who offer more than pictures and recitations of fun adventures might be able to keep things going blog-wise during the mundane stretches in life, but unfortunately this is more of a picture blog and I haven't been doing all that much that warrants a post on a picture blog. I did recently go for a bike ride in Glacier National Park. See:
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| I am one of the dots riding the Going to the Sun Road on my bike |
And I also went to Great Falls for a fundraiser and spaced out on the drive home and actually took the wrong road and ended up in Glacier National Park rather than on Highway 2. I stopped and took pictures. See here:
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| I think this is Two Medicine Lake |
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| the snow is melting right away on the east side of the Park |
The reality is that I am simply not always doing fun or interesting things. A lot of the time I'm really busy at work or wrapped up in other thoughts or obsessions that aren't especially blog appropriate. I could tell you about how much work stresses me out at times or how I joined Rotary but that would take some genuine thoughtfulness and creative genius (to make it interesting at least). Since I can't think of any way to do that, I'll just let you know that I haven't been up to all that much lately.
3 comments:
Aw, I want to read about Rotary Club. I used to attend their functions back when I was a community news reporter in Tooele, Utah. But I can understand you're too busy for such dispatches. :-)
Eh...Me either. I can relate. But the bike ride is cool.
Well, at least your pictures are much more awesome for their views than some "other" blog writers:) And yes, I'd love to hear about your different side of life. It may not generate "ah" and "oh" for random people, but for those who happen to "know" you a bit longer, it gives a lot of new sides to see. As I tell my older son who is trying to figure out how close he is to accepting all this adult life: it is actually pretty boring and we have to do the daily mundane things and then seek excitement, literally making it happen in little things.
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