Some Thoughts on Blogging

Today's Saying

We can only be said to be alive in those moments when our hearts are conscious of our treasures. ~Thornton Wilder

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It has been an interesting week.
I have spent part of it thinking about blogging.
I have considered my blog and your comments this week.
These are my observations.
1. AS many of you pointed out this is my blog and it should make me happy. I can’t disagree with you there.
When I fail to enjoy it I will put up a big Gone Fishing graphic and that will be that.
But that leads us to 2.
2. My mother loved to invite the “ girls” in for coffee. They came twice a month or so.
It was her house. She made the treats.
But she was concerned that her visitors like the house and really enjoy the treats.
She wanted them to be happy.
She didn’t have too. It was her house. She liked what she baked.
But it was still important.
When I visited at the homes of old parishoners who were probably the best cooks I have ever met it was important to them that I taste and enjoy what they had cooked up for my visit.
That’s the way it was.
It would be just as good if I didn’t like it but they wouldn’t be as happy.
To me blogging is like that.
My readers are the visitors I invite in.
I put in front of them the best stuff I can whip up.
But it is important to me that they like it.
It adds to the enjoyment of the blog.
I know it is my blog and I don’t have to care what you think but I do.
Dumb old me.
3. Comments are important to me. They tell me you were here. It’s funny but I even like negative comments. It means we are good enough friends for the truth to be told. So when Quilly takes a swipe at my poetry I rejoice. It deserves to be swiped at.
Comments are the neighbor not running through my yard but stopping for a cup of coffee.
Those are good neighbors..
Well those are my insights.
I could be wrong now but I don’t think so.

(Click on the Pigeon Falls Graphic for previous chapters.)

The piano that the ghost plays every morning needs tuning. It has slowly gone out of tune. Old Ilmari Noronen who tunes most of the pianos in Pigeon Falls won't touch it. He says it is too fancy and he doesn't have the right tools but rumor has it he is afraid of ghosts.
Mrs. Trumble has a piano tuner coming from Iron Mountain. It's going to cost $100 but he assured her he has the right tools and will have no trouble in the tuning. She didn't mention the ghosts. She did arrange for him to come in the afternoon when the ghost is quiet and the shoes just sit there.
The ghost groupies don't seem to care that the piano is out of tune but the museum volunteers have and it bothers them. They worry that it will keep getting worse until the piano simply can't be played then they will lose a large source of musuem income. It's always about the money.
When my day isn't totally boring I will do an occasional wrap up. Today we took our savings from the Credit Union to our new bank and began the process of changing financial institutions. Now that I exist we completed the forms at the new bank and started the process of having our direct deposits moved there as well. We looked into refinancing the house and discovered we could go from the 7.11 % we are now paying to 4 % so we started that process.
Then we went and picked up my new glasses which are just great. After that we had a coupon for one free lunch so went and ate there. I had fried chicken, mashed potatoes , hot rolls, and a desert while Betty had a chicken dumpling and a chicken alla king plus rolls and desert. We each had a glass of soda. The total cost for my free lunch and her lunch was $8.00. That included two cards that will get us 10% off on every meal we have there for the next year. Sometimes free really is free.
From there it was to Barnes and Noble where I bought a comic book. Finally it was back to the Fortress. One great day for me.