It didn’t start out to be an overview, but I do forget a lot, including what I’ve written or photographed or even done over time. These posts, though, are records of bits of that life, coming together in the manner of a quilt when you step back enough to see the emerging pattern.
Somehow, in the process of scheduling a few new entries a few nights ago, I wound up going backward in time through the Red Barn. Let’s just say I stayed up much later than I had planned before sleep started to catch up with me. And that was just going through the previous year, not the entire decade I’ve been at this.
But what a year! Not to brag, but I was surprised by the high quality of the dispatches and their range, and I did enjoy some deep satisfaction. (That’s not always a given for a writer, by the way – sometimes it’s more “Ugh!”)
Has me wanting to go back deeper in the archives, maybe a month at a time, to see what other treasures might be buried there.
And from there? Bet many of the rest of you have rich lodes awaiting rediscovery, too.