I am thinking (uh-oh...) about journaling. How a blog is like a journal. How the typed words have further reach because of the translating option. How thrilled we all were with this idea. How suddenly the world has changed. How drawn I am to handwriting once again. How much that changes what a journal is. How big does our reach need to be? I suppose it depends on our sense of purpose.
Anyway, today A is for Avocado and that's enough. Well, also for Asparagus...
To Everyone Here, at Jude’s.. including topmost Jude..
you are my connection to a world of art that is so expressive…
To a world of beautiful (and using Grace’s word BeautyFull)…people that embrace each other..
I will come to read the contents of everyones blog, the comments, and
Bask in the community.
I cannot comment on some other blogs without a weird ugly name appearing in my Name slot, so I am commenting here so all know I read and enjoy and absorb the energy!
I have 2 of those asparagus pots… they’re fantastic..l made muslin bags for the plant materials as sometimes they drop through the basket, but the basket is soo handy, and l love the length of the pot..perfect for Arashi Shibori ( on the pole).. LOVE your house btw 🙏🌻🐈⬛🐈⬛
Mine has a very fine mesh basket.
Yes arashi!
Thank you!
Yes, mine too, but l sometimes dye with sawdust, or dry leaves that crumble, so bag inside basket is useful…
Gotcha!
Please don’t give up your blog. It means a great deal to me here in far away Australia. I love the combination of photos and musing.
Ah, thanks for saying…
Linda, So well said; I couldn’t agree more. I too am in Australia – so far away from you, Jude, and you friends. Thank you, Lynn Watson
Jude~ Journaling: I have done it, on and off (mostly off) since I was a child. I found it to hard to put my true and deep feelings on the page. Tried “morning pages” which just became repeats of each other. Then I shredded it all. No one needs to do that deep of a dive into my brain after I’m gone.
Blogging: Began when I joined this community as a way to share, participate (as Deb said), express myself in a creative way and have conversations. Those are the same 4 reasons I continue to this day, but an awful lot has changed. I do miss the old days in blogland.
And in a way, my blog is my journal and that’s good enough. All lists etc. are handwritten. In fact, I just looked to see if I even can write a note in my dumb phone…I can and I did. One note. There will not be others. (((hugs)))
I cannot get into your blog anymore…
Jude~ Yes, for now it is this way. Many can’t. It makes me sad.
Oh how I love journaling. I remember my first diary, with that tiny key/lock. I think I was about 9. Wow. 56 years of journaling.
Love the life of your chair. It’s just right.
Did you keep them all?
A well loved chair…
My parents had one of those asparagus pots, maybe my Dad still does. Look forward to seeing how you mend your chair. 🙂
Yeah me too, a challenge…
I once started blogging but then realized the world didn’t care or need to know. I guess my journals now are the spiral notebooks of quilt ideas, lists of things to take on trips, haiku, and other miscellaneous things I didn’t want to forget at the time.
I started blogging to keep in touch with distant friends and family . Before SpiritCloth.
(((Jude))) thank you for being here just going with such honest eyes and hands and heart!
And thank you for stopping by to say
I have a pasta pot that I use in a similar way. I think of blogging more of as a group letter these days. The kind that are (were?) sent out at Christmas. Once that thought passes I will probably stop blogging. At that point it might become a message in a bottle…
And I guess I would add that I will always journal in some way…it’s part of who I am, the need to gather thoughts and reflect. 🙂
Yes me too but my pages are “loose”.
I think blogging evolved and grew into something else and now , the something else, which is monetization, has moved to social media. So in a way, it has shrunk down to where it started. I’m still gathering thoughts
S is for Sustain…and also Sometimes. I struggle with Sustain in journals…and also art art. Sometimes. But also thrive in them…Sometimes. Perhaps S is also for Synchronicity… perhaps A is for Allow at times….and Also…
Maybe Anything goes…
I don’t seem to be able to sustain a handwritten journal and really admire those who do. My husband and I have been reflecting on how we are changing, how we may change as we go into the future, and how the “boomers” are, let’s say, underappreciated by younger generations.
If your younger generation relatives are not this, then consider yourselves fortunate and I mean no harm in generalization of our predicament.
Anyway, handwriting of lists and thoughts and other short communication is something that we truly value. Hand written notes from friends are cherished more by us now. Digital *everything* is second now to most “old fashioned” forms of communication. Yes, we are slipping backwards, but we are doing it consciously and, quite frankly, to protect ourselves from societal damage.
Me either, not in order, bound, in a book. Just loose notes to myself or the creative work that I do.
There is a generation gap, I’ll gather my thoughts.
That is a fantastic idea! The pot fits perfectly on your lovely stove!
It does!
Cool… I’ve never seen a pot like that!
💙
Nice, tales up less room on this little stove, but tall so holds enough water. Fine mesh basket is handy for straining too.
I enjoy the reading the comments inspired by what’s written on the blog. I’ve learned so much from it all. Many of you I have come to care about very much. And ohhh miss those that are no longer able to communicate here. Grace … oh how I miss Grace.
Yes, I guess she gave in…
Hi Tina 🙂
Brilliant
👋
and artichoke
?
Yum!
As a non blogger, I’ve often wondered about blogging: Perhaps blogging begins as a form of personal journal, a diary of sharing days… How possibly over time, as more and more people discover a blog and leave comments, how that might change a blogger’s writing? Does the blogger consider his or her “audience” before writing? I ask this because I have had some bloggers, that I respond to, tell me that, sometimes, they write in anticipation of my comments and that causes me to wonder?
Yes, I think this is true, but also to some extent we have an audience with any kind of sharing, even with ourselves. I know that seems crazy but I’m considering it all today.
I used to have a blog. The Bonnie White Hare. I wrote poetry, historical essays. That’s where Imagination Prymm was born. Now I have two journals…one for reflections on Nature, the other for sketching.
It’s helpful to have some sort of thought catching device.
For me it began as a way to participate. There were platforms that gave art and writing prompts, challenges to try new things… So much of that has gone away or has changed into something behind a paywall. I suppose that’s why I keep giving myself my own challenges now…and maybe that’s a better thing. 🙂
Yes, participating, and not feeling alone.
Deb~ Yes, I remember those days 🙂