It was one those lazy, lazy days. Yes I know, it’s just the start of March. Last January, I dreamed of blogging every day but that’s not to be. There are days when I can’t think of nothing to blog about. Ideas are hard to come by and a good content is not even in the offing.
I spent almost the whole day reading aside from an hour of loading the wash and ironing late in the afternoon. For the last three days, I found two books that I rated five stars and four stars consecutively. One was entitled Summer At the Comfort Food Cafe by Debbie Johnson, my first book of the author. It’s been sometime since I read a feel good story. Lovely characters, all of them. It speaks about friendship, family relationships and love. It’s comfort at its best, a fantastic read. The other night I started on The Great Alone by Kristin Hannah. I found the author some two or three years ago and I read a lot of her books. The Great Alone is even lovelier than her famous The Nightingale. This was set in the 1970’s. Alaska, a great and beautiful country but has a harsh climate specially during winter. Winter lasts for six months and the sun shines for only six hours a day. The wilderness, the beauty of it all. This is my 31st read this year.
I can’t help but write down some lovely quotes while reading it:
“Were you ever out in the Great Alone,
when the moon was awful clear,
And the icy mountains hemmed you in
with a silence you most could hear;
With only the howl of a timber wolf, and
you camped there in the cold,
A half-dead thing in a stark, dead world,
clean mad for the muck called gold;
While high overhead, green, yellow and
red, the North Lights swept in bars?”“Winter tightened its grip on Alaska. The vastness of the landscape dwindled down to the confines of their cabin. The sun rose at quarter past ten in the morning and set only fifteen minutes after the end of the school day. Less than six hours of light a day. Snow fell endlessly, blanketed everything. It piled up in drifts and spun its lace across windowpane, leaving them nothing to see except themselves. In the few daylight hours, the sky stretched gray overhead; some days there was merely the memory of light rather than any real glow. Wind scoured the landscape, cried out as if in pain.
I think I’ve reached another milestone in blogging. I didn’t expect reaching more than 3,000 followers since it is really not my number one priority. There are only a handful who regularly make comments and like my posts. I am more into the number of visits the blog has garnered through the years. The silent followers and visitors, those who probably just read one or two posts then move on. I don’t mind, what is important is how one tries to reach out and having those wonderful visits and followers is a bonus. Presently, I have a total of 517,780 in my stats.
Blogging? It is still a continuous fascination and joy for me. When my hands could no longer press the keyboard, when I could no longer think of something to write about, I’ll stop blogging. For now though, it’s still a GO 🙂
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