Well, not quite… but that’s how I feel some days. Give up? What? Give up blogging? Give up liking? Give up commenting? Give up… that’s it, just give up!
I’ve come to the realisation that a weekend of blogging, writing… fathering, cooking… being oupa and husband leaves little time for rest. Photographer… philosopher, poet… storyteller… editor. Then, for the important part… reader of other blogger’s thoroughly entertaining posts.
Clown, occasional child-minder… comedian… dreamer, sorter-outer of mind matters. Reader. Taxi driver? Where does one still find time for a bit of loving or living… or are those chores rolled into all the others? Mind you, all the others may be rolled into just those two. Profound? Maybe.
Anyway… my confession, again. I can’t ever spend enough time visiting the folk who visit OMBH. All I can do is thank you for your ongoing support. I promise… I’ll make an attempt to occasionally call around.
I assure you, I’ll never take someone else’s time and effort for granted. Thank you… God Bless!
The photo – Pheasant in an autumn field, near Summerhill, Co Meath, Ireland.