Sunday Stroll/August 9

This Sunday I want to talk about strolling through the blogs; that is, how I live in the blogging world. First off, you'll notice that I don't show any 'followers' on my blog. This is because I am a modest and shy soul. I'm also not a 'follower' of any blogs. The ones I read are over there on the sidebar. I don't subscribe to any blogs or get any alerts. I can look to my left and see if someone has written something new. I keep a bookmark folder called 'new visits' and a folder called 'new commenters.' Every so often I go to these folders, read a few blogs, and sometimes add them to the blog lists. I love each and every blog I visit. There are some I have absolutely nothing in common with but I like the people and love to read whatever they have to say. There are some with whom I share a common interest. Some blogs make me laugh, some make me cry, each one makes me think and feel.

I am able to be on the world wide web because of this little satellite. It is a miracle to me. But that said, it still isn't as fast as many people are able to go. It is definitely miles better than the old dial-up connection, but it is affected by wind and rain. Not here necessarily, but down in Laredo, Texas. Sometimes we can't connect and Tom will call and they'll say, 'it's raining in Laredo.' Though I get annoyed, I also kind of like it that in this modern electronic world, nature still rules.



Because I don't have a super-duper fast internet connection, it takes me a long time to make my way around each day. Usually what I do is go visit someone and stay a while. I read a few entries at one time, and try to say something warm and witty in reply. ;<) But there are some days I don't have a chance to visit anyone, usually the days I am writing a blog entry myself. Those take a long time, too; even ones with just a photo. I have often walked all around the yard, taken 100 pictures and culled 99 to come up with a view that I'm pleased with. And if I write, say a book report, it always takes me ages. Good thing I'm not a writer because I'd never even have time to cook or pat the dogs. I imagine what it must be like to have really high-speed access. I'd zoom around my list in no time flat. But as it is now, I sometimes don't make it over to a blog I love for days or even weeks or months. That doesn't mean I forget about any of them. On the contrary, I'll find myself thinking about someone during the day or even as I nod off at night, and think I must go 'see' them soon.

Please do head over to The Quiet Country House and see where others are strolling today.