To Blog or not to Blog? That is a good question. Is it more noble to be rude on someone else's space or to retire to that dusty corner in the attic, where all the the family archives go.
It's like that Christmas cake you get and not eat ,so you pass it on to someone else. And a few years later it magically appears back in your keeping.
When you get older and it comes to us all. You start to think about your mortality and what will happen when it's your turn to go. This happen's after you lose your parents or close friend's and you inadvertently open a box or old tin full of family photos that you having no clue as to who they are or where they were taken.
It's sad each generation that passes, we lose so much. Not just in the lack of really skilled craftsman. Eg. The Cathedrals, there are no skilled people who would take several generations or centuries to build something; it is totally unheard of today. Its the reason these beautiful buildings exist today. Not some knock-up that last for 20 or so years. We are so busy, that everything has to be done now or yesterday.
I remember vaguely trying to be interested in the stories both my Mother and my Grandmother told me about the photo's and their lives. Instead I day dreamed of going out playing with my friends or watching the Telly. So now that I am much older, the family oral tradition's are getting to be very important to me. As many of you have reasoned out by now that I am the Mermaid's sire.
So if my blog turns out to be boring and full of ante dotes, it's because I do not want these stories to be lost forever when its my time to go. With MM over in the UK and me here in Nova Scotia, it feels good to blog to each other. I kind, of get the feeling of how she is doing and know when to call and when not too. I miss her writing, if things haven't changed for a few days as then I start to worry whether she is OK.
Now if only someone could help me figure out how to post the picture from my desktop to the blog. I keep getting post URL , try and get nothing. I can get the photo in the text of the post but want it up on the comments page. The master must become the student.
So if any of you have the time to teach this old dog some tricks of the information age. MM and I worked at it for a long time to no avail. Perhaps I need to change something in the tools section?
Help and Thank you
Showing posts with label memories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label memories. Show all posts
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
More and More of the Past Disappears
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The Old Tarf
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6:21 AM
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Strum a Chord or Three
Labels: fruit cake, memories, mermaid
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