Have I told you?

There have been cloudy sunsets lately. Temperatures are plunging as I write this and headed for a killer freeze this week. Chloe is barking at nothing in the background.

There is some good coming up.

After a slow, painful start, I’ve rekindled my friendship with walking to music. The great news is that I recently discovered that it doesn’t feel good until I pass the mile mark. That’s fantastic and means I can add a mile to the end of my one-mile shin and calf burning warm-up. I remember when it was that way, long ago. I’m liking this. Since quitting the cigs, I've become plumper (more plump?) but I think the plumpness shall pass. I hope.

I make good use of my walking time. Head up, daydreaming, I remember things I’ve seen on Facebook, think about my blogging community, work, life in general, and even come up with a few things to blog about.

Like blogging.

From Oklahoma, Debby at Drawing the Motmot was interviewed by Wren at Nature Blog Network today. Stop by and visit Debby, a gifted artist and researcher of birds and nature in general. I marvel at her artwork and learn something new every time I visit her blog. When Wren interviews the Nature Blog community she always inquires, “Why do you blog?” Made me think about it again during my walk this afternoon.

I believe our desire to share is a common denominator. We blog for business, for fun, out of loneliness, or for all of the above. Yes? No?

No one near me would care that the Bluebirds haven’t been seen here in two weeks, or would care to see up close, how lovely they are.

Who would share my interest in what the House Finches were doing on the front lawn? Or care about the Pigeon, Toad, and Dove porn I've published?

He was plucking cherry tree petals (in love me or love me not style) and showering her with them while she stood firm and fussed at him or at something else… See her at the bottom of the photo? Her nest of eggs are on my front porch again.

Who would care?

Those who read this blog might care.

While I examined a Brown Thrasher taking a dust bath, I looked up and far away to see my first Butterfly of 2009.

Ahhh, camera in full zoom. I was trapped behind a thicket of wild raspberries. Rats! Zebra Swallowtail made me whisper, “Holy crap, a Zebra. Be still.”

If I don't share things like this, I'll explode. When I find the Pawpaw tree, I’ll share that, too. It would be great to share butterfly and hummingbird stories with co-workers or neighbors but they're all a bunch of hermit crabs.

So I use tools.

1. Camera
2. Blog

Too often, I whine and complain about blogging. The time and commitment is a lot to handle but I surrender to its charm more often than I should.

There are no Bumble Bee fans who are friends of mine. None. Except for some of you.

Do you know that the number of Bumble Bees and Honey Bees here is astounding this year? I can hear buzz-powered evergreens ten feet away if it’s above 70 degrees. I’m in shock.

I have plenty of bugs I can’t identify, too.

Have I told you lately how much I appreciate you? Y'all share so much good stuff! Thank you for patiently listening to my ramblings and for caring, if you do.