59: Wondering

(View from the airplane window.)

I wonder.  I wonder a lot.  I even wondered about the word wonder and had to go look it up just to see if it is all the things I think it is and I was delighted to find it’s true:  Wonder is a wonderful word.

(Looking to see what’s out there.)

To think or speculate curiously

I wonder about blogging and life.  I wonder about the ups and downs of it.  I have a few blog mates that have dropped off the blogosphere for a while.  Some have come back for NaBloPoMo.  Some have made brief appearances for NaNoWriMo.  And others are showing up in comments here and there remarking about how this is the first year they have missed NaNo or NaBlo.

(Looking up while standing inside of a sculpture.  Shelter Island.)

I wonder about some of those folks.  Is life keeping them so busy that they no longer have time to blog?  Did they grow tired of it?  Have they moved on to some other aspect of online life?  Or are they so immersed in life that blogging about it doesn’t even enter their minds anymore?  (I like to think it is the last option because I want to imagine them happily going about life.)

To be filled with admiration, amazement or awe

Some of those I am missing from blogland are people I admire, people who amazed and awed me with their use of words.  I’ve often wished that I could put together letters, string together words, and make sentences and paragraphs the way they do.  I know there is a certain amount of skill involved in writing as with any art, skill that comes from knowing the basics and practicing them, but I also know there is a gift to it as well.

(Balanced rocks.)

I miss their gifts and I hope they are still sharing them somewhere so that others can experience the wonder of their use of words and their ability to draw one in to a story or a poem.

To doubt

I’m committed to this — blogging and the outdoor adventures challenge — for a good long while and I have to tell you, I wondered (a lot!) after making the announcement if I wasn’t making a great mistake.  A whole year???  How crazy is that??  Did I aim too high?

(Becoming part of the sculpture.)

But day after day it has become easier, mainly because it has become part of my daily routine.  I am habit building.  A day without some outdoor time doesn’t seem normal anymore.

I also wonder if I’ll be able to catch up.  I tried to keep up with blogging and my blogging friends while in San Diego but I could only devote so much time to it as my days were filled with enjoying being in San Diego.  So I think I’ll give up on catching up and start from where I am.

Today’s Walk

Today’s walk was filled with wonders, too.  It always is.  Today I admired the silvery sheen of the sunlight and clouds, especially as they were reflected in the water of the pond.

(Today’s view of the pond.)

The sky has been milky today.  Even the blues, when they were showing, looked washed out.  It’s an unseasonably warm day.  Perhaps that is what is causing the haze and milkiness.

(Reflections through the grasses.)

M has been outside using his new toy, a chain saw.  I can’t get quite as excited about it as he is, but I am glad he has a better chain saw than he had in the past.  It should make it easier and quicker to cut up all the wood lying about out there, especially the huge chunks of elm left from when we had to have the dead elm trees cut down.

One of the places I be sure to visit each day is the back of the pond where a big, old maple tree hangs over the water.  We are going to have to remove it sometime soon.  A strong wind could bring it down, roots and all, and that could/would undermine the dam.  I feel awful about it.  It’s a beautiful tree.  I took a few photos but they all came out blurry (sort of how I look at the tree now, feeling teary-eyed about having to cut it down).

I’ll try again tomorrow to get some decent shots of it.  I will be visiting the tree every day until we finally do the dastardly, but necessary, deed.

I also wondered at and admired the browns.  I know most people don’t think of brown as a beautiful or wonderful color.  I like it.  There are so many different shades of brown now that most of the other color has dropped away.  Sometimes I try to see how many of those shades I can get into one photo.

That’s about it from the Bogs for now.  Thanks for stopping by.  🙂

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6 Comments on “59: Wondering”

  1. photobyholly says:

    Robin, I know how you feel (in regards to writing)!! I don’t always have the words to express how I feel about something…. I think I did at one point in my life, but I seem to have lost it. You need to realize, though, that there ARE others (like me) who enjoy reading YOUR blog! I love seeing your daily photos, they are so pretty and peaceful (I love the one in this post that you titled “Today’s view of the pond”)! Sometimes the blogs that are written almost like poetry are a little overwhelming (and intimidating) at times. I like to keep things simple! Keep doing just what you’re doing!! 🙂

    • Robin says:

      Thanks, Holly. 🙂

      I like to keep things simple, too. I know what you mean about the blogs written so well they can be a little intimidating and overwhelming. I generally have a difficult time of it leaving comments at blogs such as those.

  2. Marianne says:

    I think I’m a wonderer too. I too, enjoy reading your blog writings and pictures. Yes, today’s view of the pond is really great. The clouds look like they are actually in the water.

    The grand canyon shots are super. The Farm Boss looks pretty good also. Interesting balanced rocks. Love the bright blue sky.

    Sometimes, I don’t post for several days in a row because I feel I don’t have much to say. Other times I just get myself too busy. I’ve been procrastinating posting a blog this week for both of those reasons.

    I don’t think I could keep up to a NaBloPoMo challenge. Robin, it’s great that you have kept up with both of your challenges. And it’s nice when a new habit forms also. Great going!

    • Robin says:

      Thank you, Marianne.

      It’s great to meet a fellow wonderer. 🙂

      I have really had to stretch to come up with something to blog about each day. During our time in San Diego it was fairly easy as there was plenty of blog fodder, but on a regular at-home day it’s tough at times. I’ve started a few posts that just didn’t pan out as I had nowhere to go with them. I did save them as drafts in case it’s something I can come back to later. To be honest, there are days when I don’t feel like dealing with the blog at all. Therein lies the challenge, I suppose. And when I do meet it, it feels good to have accomplished something I didn’t think I could do. 🙂

  3. Karma says:

    I enjoyed your musings on wonder – and the photos you chose to go with them. I love the balanced rock. I think we like to think of ourselves as balanced people, but I wonder if I could ever be as balanced as those rocks both physically and metaphorically.

    • Robin says:

      Thank you, Karma. 🙂

      Every now and then, on a rare occasion, I feel almost as balanced as those rocks. But it really is a rare thing. Life is so busy (especially lately) that it’s difficult to stay in balance.


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