I just realized that today is the 1st anniversary of us blogging. I remember my first post, I had no clue as how to blog well (still don't.) I had to get tips from nieces and friends who have wonderful blogs. It took me hours to post that first post. I couldn't get the writing to line up with the pictures like I wanted, couldn't get the pictures in the order I wanted, etc. I wasn't sure I was going to keep blogging if it was going to be so difficult!
So here I am a year later. 95 posts later and over 9,300 visitors. Not very many visitors but to me it is amazing that someone wants to look at my blog. I know it is mostly family and friends but still . . . ! I love reading all my family and friends blogs. I think it is the easy way to keep in touch and let others know what you been up to. Especially for someone who lives on the other side of the world!
Speaking of the other side of the world,
MY DAUGHTER BETTER BLOG AND POST SOME PICTURES OR I AM CUTTING HER OUT OF THE WILL! It has been over three weeks. My grandson had his birthday party and I need pictures. If you see her, please shame her into doing this! Thank you. No excuses Snort!
There are some blogs that I follow. I don't know them but I find what they do interesting. The Pioneer Woman - the story about her and her husband courting kind of reminded me of Bud and me. We didn't meet at a bar but he was a cowboy and I was a city girl. He was all wranglers and I was designer jeans. Needless to say, I can now brand a bull, work the shoot, doctor cows, ride a horse and I don't freak out if I get some manure on my face!
I also follow Paddling Upstream and his wife Almost American. I came across Paddling Upstream's blog and was amazed at the artistry of making wooden canoes. He also has a funny sense of humor. His wife's blog is being about an expat in America. I am about an expat living in the U.K., where she is originally from. I like seeing her thoughts about living in that foreign country of America!
Tova Darling. I like reading her blog because she started publishing it anonymously because her mother-in-law was using her former blog to criticized and judge her. Tova wasn't good enough for her son, etc. I love the idea of Tova being able to express herself in a environment that we all know is secret to her dear mother-in-law. Kinda funny. I can't relate. I loved my mother-in-law. She was a fabulous woman and I miss her. She passed away a few years ago but she was so good to me and taught me many things a young bride didn't know - like how to can fruit and vegetables, how to reset a mouse trap, (and get rid of the dead mouse. You evidently just fling it off your back deck) and how to help a sick baby, etc.
There are several others that I follow just because I either like the photography or the travel narratives. Seeing the world through someone else eyes. I also check out the friends and families of blogs that I follow from time to time. Just kind of fun.
Anyway, thanks for blogging and making the world more interesting.
Here she is with my two grandchildren.
Mom and my niece Aubrey.
At the hospital when my grandson was born.
She is a wise ol' sage.
Mel and Angus went for a walk at a lovely little river trail called "The Blue Door Walk". It is named this because at the beginning of the trail is a stone wall with a blue door. The walk goes along the River Esk through the Glen Esk. Entry to the walk goes through.....The Blue Door.
The drive to the walk goes through some beautiful countryside.
Panoramic view from one of the hills.
The drive took us through some Highland hills covered with heather.
In typical Scottish fashion--it rained. Our Scottish motto is:
The roads through the mountains and the countryside are often steep, narrow, and winding.
Back in Angus--it feels like going home. (We live in Aberdeenshire)
The Blue Door--the start of the walk. Who is that old man?
The Door.
The River Esk cutting through a small canyon.
A side trail down to the river.
A beautiful view of the river going under a bridge.
One of the bonnie Scottish lassies that I came across on my travels.
The river narrows going through some large rocks.
The river rushing through the cut in the rocks.
The River Esk.
The salmon use this river for spawning.
One of the many iron colored pools on the river.
The moss colors the trees.
Roots growing along the trail.
The woods along the trail.
There she is again--I think she is following me.
27 years old . . . man you're old!
Beautiful Mom
Married to a wonderful guy, who thinks she's swell.
As she ages, she gets more and more like her mother.
She has always been a daddy's girl!
She loves her little brother greatly, although I wonder why sometimes.
Misty, her little sister, I mean horse.
Cosmetologist!
Here is her favorite little guy. They are best buddies!
Here she is trying to teach him to fish, just like her dad taught her.
Before the digital camera age,
She even raised a herd of registered Angus cattle
I wish I was there to wish you a happy birthday.
