Stumbling blocks (and why I became afraid)
stum·bling block:
noun; a circumstance that causes difficulty or hesitation
synonyms: obstacle, difficulty, problem, hindrance, snag
About a year ago my blogging mojo took a huge dive (in case you hadn’t noticed) and I’ve been puzzling over it ever since. As time went on and no posts were forthcoming, it became harder and harder to show up in this space. I felt empty, depleted.
The good news is I didn’t lose interest in my photography, but Instagram took over my life. Instagram became the perfect microblogging outlet, which in turn, contributed to the lack of posting here.
So to be honest with you my readers, I thought I’d share a few insights as to what has prevented me from blogging (beginning last June)
- loss of a family member
- minor health issues
- blog issues
- losing my IT guy and not being able to find another one (my behind-the-scenes blog issues are messy! and I hate that)
- SEO pressures … always, always, trying to optimize for Google is exhausting
- a few unsubscribes from my newsletter
- feeling overwhelmed by other blogs which I deemed were better/more interesting than mine
- not knowing what to write about that could possibly be different, and/or interesting
- after at least one incident last autumn, I became fearful of people stealing images and content in ways I couldn’t challenge (this is a big one for me)
- Instagram is easier and more engaged :(
So there you have it dear friends. I don’t know what I’m going to do about it, but clearly I’m not ready to let my little blog go. A few of my “stumbling blocks” have been resolved (thankfully) and I do feel slightly more inspired these days. So here’s hoping!
xo




I stood quietly, listening to the rustle of leaves and peering into the shadows of our beautiful boreal forest. I scanned the tops of the trees (cougars are a cat, after all) but only saw a friendly raven. It croaked a quick “hello” and flew off.

As I stood taking in the gorgeousness, I thought about other things that have scared me throughout life: plane crashes, illness, bear attacks, people attacks …


And how cute is that terra cotta pot?



When we’re feeling hurt or vulnerable, staying low, quiet, and keeping it simple does have its merits. But … we mustn’t let it take hold. We mustn’t let it linger on too long.



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However, as I get a little older (ahem) I seem to have lost a bit of the zest for cooking and baking I once had … and I’m a bit sad about it. I think a lot of it has to do with having less energy, and having to decide where I want to spend that energy (maybe more on photography, or gardening?)




But I was.












Lots of things set my soul on fire … like a drive around the countryside listening to oven birds as they flit along a fence line, or the grasses as they sway in a gentle breeze.

… and the kid capturing the van …
He looks so comfortable with my phone (10 pics in 5 seconds comfortable :)
I live on a small lake in the middle of the beautiful boreal forests of Central Alberta, Canada, and I draw inspiration from the natural beauty that surrounds me. As I type this post I’m listening to loons, geese, crows, and robins as they begin their day. It’s a regular cacophony!
… or leads my eyes (and my thoughts) into the distance …




… and yes the photos are a bit cra**y since I only had my phone and I wasn’t taking a lot of care, but lately I’ve decided that just capturing the moment is enough. And talk about moments! we ran across this Argentine Giant in full bloom (down at the Fountain). It was positively stunning, and they only bloom for a few hours! What luck for us that we ran across it.
So what started out as a not-so-great day turned out to be pretty awesome. We just had to make it happen.
55? … still OK …
60? … hmmm, now you’re getting my attention! I’m not sure I like the way my body is behaving. It used to let me garden from sunup to sundown (not just from 10:00 am to noon.) My knees and hips didn’t hurt when I got out of a chair.






I’ll be back tomorrow ;)
I thought by making lists, it would help on my quest to live an artful life. So here are the first 5 steps I’ve chosen:
Day 5 of blogging every day in February.
I didn’t want to bother the waiter so I took these photos myself … balancing my camera against my chin as I poured tea (hoping it would hit the strainer … and for the most part, it did!)

I really wanted to spread all the delicacies across the table amongst the teacups, linens, and silverware.
… be still my heart … it takes nothing more than a tiny branch, a tin can, and some snow to make me happy …


What do you love about where you live?


the reality …





