Hills Alive

I sent an email yesterday to an experienced blogger and made the mistake of mentioning “I’ll have some photographs of this, that and the other on my BLOG sooner or later.”  I’ve always been good at coming up with new and creative means to “open mouth and stick foot in.” I’m used to biting off more than I can chew, it is how I am, ambitious to the extreme.  The important tasks I finish, the rest languishes on my TODO list.  But this is something I know I must finish.

As can be seen from these humble beginnings, I can’t claim anything but a technical truth if I say that I have a blog. However, I often speak of those things that are not as though they are, and I have hope that someday these pages will be filled. I believe, therefore I have spoken.

The funny thing is, this friend of mine that didn’t know that I was working on a blog, was the one who was most instrumental in encouraging me to try this new form of expression. An example was set, one that I admire. Due to “this, that and the other” I got to thinking that having one’s own personal press space could be a good thing. I’ve got so much I’d like to talk about, write about and express, and for the most part, nobody cares but God.

I imagine that a medium wherein you can speak your mind whether anyone is listening or not, and then later find out whether anyone is interested in what you have to say, has a lot going for it. It’s like writing a letter that isn’t addressed to anyone in particular, but instead is addressed to anybody that is looking and takes the time to find it, floating in a bottle in an ocean of cyberspace, ready to be opened and read. And people out there in the world get to put their own message in the bottle, and send it back to you!

How those bits and bytes find their way back to your isolated place in the ocean of the world is a mystery to most. But how enchanting! Life on a deserted island isn’t all that bad, after all, when you’ve got broadband access to the Internet.

So after chewing and swallowing my shoes, digestion set in. I’ve got to put something, anything, on this site! Here we go…

I’ve been keeping a diary of my travels lately. Each day since I left my home almost a month ago, I’ve written down what I was doing on that day. Sometimes, it is nothing but bare facts. Once in a while I throw in feelings, emotions, thoughts running through my head, reflections.

Maybe I’m lonely, and need somebody to talk to, so I talk to my computer files. Maybe I’m feeling mortal, and don’t want these precious moments to die. Or maybe that in naming, cataloging and defining things I am fulfilled in the creation mandate. I don’t know. Perhaps someone can tell me?

The facts I write down in my Trip Diary are helpful, for when I’m organizing and labeling photographs I took on that day it helps me to remember people’s names, and other things. But the parts I enjoy looking back at the most are the ones where I took the time to express my heart and what is most important to me.

I can see that this blog will have a life of it’s own. It is like a reflection in a mirror. I’ve always known that “you can’t write better fiction than true life!” Although I have my plans, a vision so to speak of what I’d like to see here, each day brings it’s own desires and needs.

Well, that’s enough rambling for now. While waiting in exile here, I think I’ll spend the time figuring out how to get some photographs on this website. After all, a picture tells a thousand words.

Estes Park, Colorado