I know, I know. After ‘The Pressure to Blog’, I promised I would try and write more. And I have
tried. I haven’t really succeeded, but I do have an excuse – I’ve been blogging less because we’ve been living more. I couldn’t quite put it into prose without a bullet-pointed list, so I wrote a pome (with some tenuous rhyming phrases) instead:
The drums of time are beating on,
With all of life’s demands.
But this time, life is really fun,
More cooking than washing of pans…
A road trip, a hike, a surf in the sea
Have been keeping us busy and so –
The blogging and writing just take a back seat
And wait for ideas to grow.
But ideas come slowly when living carefree,
And sat watching The Turtles outside.
And talking of whales, and bears, and bald eagles,
Seems like bragging, not passion and pride.
I wanted to write about sunsets and views
But thought that’d be sappy, at best.
I wanted to write about me in a wetsuit,
But you’d be sick before you’d read all the rest!
The visits, the laughs, the friendships we’ve made
Are making this summer so great.
The playlists, the tennis, the ‘Scatch’ that we’ve played
Make all of my blog posts too late.
I’m aware that this time will not last forever,
So we’re laughing and eating ice-cream,
Before we return to real life’s endeavours
And this time of our lives is a dream.
So I’m sorry, my readers, if I’m not very good
At keeping my blog up to date.
I’ll write more of it down – and I know that I should –
To stop you all having to wait!