Read a book in Alaska:
Did you know that less than five thousand people speak the Lakhota Language?
There are perhaps no days of our childhood we lived so fully as those we spent with a favorite book. – Marcel Proust
It is a valid question, and merits response.
Why do I blog? Because it allows me to exercise my writing muscles.
All of us have to learn how to invent our lives, make them up, imagine them. We need to be taught these skills; we need guides to show us how. If we don’t, our lives get made up for us by other people. – Ursula Le Guin
I loathe mediocrity. I refuse to accept the reality where good intentions take precedent over excellence and actual accomplishment.
Mention is made of this personal preference because it explains why I have started blocking specific blogs on WordPress. I have no interest in and zero tolerance for blogs and bloggers whose sole purpose is to inconvenience me with spam.
Equally, if your blog actually contributes to what I call “The Conversation” I will promote your efforts to the point you ask that I cease and desist because the ensuing success is almost overwhelming.
This year I have a goal and I encourage you to pursue it as well: Let’s realize the true potential of Social Media. Let’s make it a worthwhile pursuit and resource by producing quality content.
As some know I am an advocate of the winter sport known as “Snowshoeing”. Because of the proximity of my home to many places when snowshoeing takes place it makes sense to write about them. For example, Rocky Mountain National Park; more specifically, a location called “Bear Lake”.
The day I went snowshoeing a weather system had delivered more than six inches of fresh snow, and at high altitude it is a workout without equal. Climbing about one thousand feet in elevation over two miles, and crossing the frozen Dream Lake was a wonder and delight. Along the way, which involved breaking trail, there was opportunity to encounter and marvel at wind-sculpted drifts.
Simply: GET YOUR SNOWSHOEING ON!
It is my opinion, based on experience, that the Naturalists, the Natural Writers, like Thoreau, Emerson, Whitman, and John Muir achieved what they realized in Life because they were deeply connected to a place of calm and depth, balance and purpose, which took the form of Nature.
They did not come to this source by accident. Everything came about through awareness and purpose by being part of Nature instead of presuming that they were above it. – James C. Hess
And if they happen to offer my books, all the more reason to vote for them. . .
One touch from nature makes the whole world kin. – Shakespeare