FARE

A Tour Down the Eaten Path
The Absentee Blogger
I think about it everyday; my not blogging. I think about it every time I make dinner, pick fruit and pull dirt caked vegetables from the earth; every time I take a nap, open a book, go for a bike ride. I imagine it’s the same feeling people get when their dogs sit at the door and stare at them, willing them to go for a walk. I see you looking at me. I see you see me.
It’s fair to say I reached a point this summer where I realized I know very little. This has happened more than a few times in the past and it’s a good thing. It’s a reminder that there is a great deal to learn and it’s best if I open up to it. 
So that’s where I’ve been; in an open field, filled with hay bales full of information. I’m going to eat all of that hay.
I’ll take you for a walk soon, after I’ve digested some hay.
~ Maggie
Photo by Maggie Murphy  

The Absentee Blogger

I think about it everyday; my not blogging. I think about it every time I make dinner, pick fruit and pull dirt caked vegetables from the earth; every time I take a nap, open a book, go for a bike ride. I imagine it’s the same feeling people get when their dogs sit at the door and stare at them, willing them to go for a walk. I see you looking at me. I see you see me.

It’s fair to say I reached a point this summer where I realized I know very little. This has happened more than a few times in the past and it’s a good thing. It’s a reminder that there is a great deal to learn and it’s best if I open up to it. 

So that’s where I’ve been; in an open field, filled with hay bales full of information. I’m going to eat all of that hay.

I’ll take you for a walk soon, after I’ve digested some hay.

~ Maggie

Photo by Maggie Murphy