My posts are normally about travel, sometimes art, but as I said when I started this project a year and a half ago, my main goal is to document my interests whatever they may be, and entertain myself in the comfort of my pink Caboose which is also a sunny corner of my living room.
This high-tech and public method of journaling has been fun. It's never an onerous task, more like an addiction. My unwieldy collection of digital photos is an endless source of blog fodder, and the stories seem to show up involuntarily, more or less weekly.
I feel like a writer - just clicking the button that says Publish sends the post and away it goes into the universe. I choose the topics and make the rules, very pleasant as hobbies go.
There's no obligation for anyone to follow my chatter. Some of my subscribers don't even know me, though I do expect my immediate family to read some of my stuff at least occasionally.
I remind the rest of you to feel free to click Unsubscribe and stop the train if this Caboose isn't your cup of tea. Life gets busy, you might have to go for a bike ride or your inbox may be overflowing.
I started a new decade this week - seven candles on the mango cake.
I want to celebrate three amazing little people who add fascinating richness to our lives just by their very existence. The parents do all the work and the grandmas and grandpas sit back and get to enjoy the antics and hugs and growing personalities and bicycle skills.
Here's to grandchildren everywhere! Cheers to our Vancouver brunette Maeve who is 3 years old in July, our blue-eyed Winnie Rose, who is right on her heels and will be 3 in September, and Sam, who is 4 1/2 and off to kindergarten in the fall.
Fridge galleries are the best. I love my birthday paintings made by these three uninhibited artists.
So a May Day salute to children everywhere, along with the sincere hope we can pull up our socks and do a little better at leaving them a happier and healthier and safer world.
Thanks for reading this and any other packages you find on this train.
