I wonder what the potentials of this blog are...
I mean, I could just use it to record some scrambled thoughts, jot down bits of life so I can look them up later, print them out and savour them when I'm old. Or maybe I could make it all snazzy and post pictures of inspirational house-fraus and quotes about living your own life, somehow, in between unloading the dishwasher, cleaning up dead mice (shudder) and wasting hours searching for lost shoes and tests that were supposed to be signed and returned three days ago.
I could post pictures of my life, I suppose. But so many of the things that look like still-life snapshots to me look strange and cluttered when I get them on to my camera. I love the still life quality of my house and my yard. The way that things separate and glow in certain shafts of light: A rocking chair in the sun that I long to sit on. A coat hanging on an unpainted plaster wall. No one else seems to see them, though. They are difficult to notice amidst the general clutter of hot wheels and lego, leftover cheerios and discarded rainboots that should probably bother me but somehow seem to escape my notice.
I'm going to have to think about how I can use this blog to its best advantage. What kind of blogger do I want to be?
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