A day in the life : June 2, 2011
While walking in our backyard creek today, Susan came upon a box turtle. She said it tumbled down from the creek bank into her path. I’ve never heard of clumsy turtles, just slow ones.
It’s a rare fine around here to find a turtle. We have snakes, crayfish, frogs and toads plenty. Turtles . . . I think this is our third.
I’ve never seen kids run so fast to go see a turtle either. All dropped their various activities to go see and touch.
Susan calls him Rollie. Yes, we’re sure he is male. Peter explained all; something to do with the underbelly of the shell.
We went to the indoor pool. Each time we are there during the day, I’m amazed at the absence of big kids. Pity.
Happy Hour at you-know-where. (No free ads here. You’re welcome.)
Then onto Geocaching. Our first time. We didn’t have a pen, so we have to go back again to sign the log book. Edmund complained it was too easy. He is used to us having to retrace wrong steps while looking for a letterbox. Parents: I think this is the proof we need : work can be fun.
Wading. Pollywogs. Fresh water clams.
Home.
What did your learning look like today?
Well, that was unexpected
Didn’t mean to go all silent on you guys. I guess I just needed a break.
Truth is, I’m not sure of the value of personal blogging. I tend to pour my heart and soul into what I want to say about a topic important to me and then . . . it hasn’t the desired effect. Or is it affect? Those two always stump me. Grammar police, you out there?
Communicating what I believe is important to me. Blogging here is a great way to do it. Fast, cheap, easy. When I worry too much about comments (or lack thereof), my ego – and this little blog – takes a hit.
Monica, stop caring about what you can’t control.
I know.
I know.
Hopefully this little blogging pep talk will motive me to get back in the paperbridges saddle to keep riding on.
Anyone still reading?


