I am Winter weary, and I’ve decided that, just like Trix cereal, snow is only fun for kids.
I see no big smile on my face these days, after an intensive week of dealing with this wintry weather. I sure was not sporting any big grin after shoveling a few more inches of wet, slushy snow in the freezing rain earlier today.
Now, it gives me cause to pause and ponder why I was having such a good time shoveling snow at the tender age of four? So, what happened to the joy in that simple task?
Evidently, as a baby I loved going out for a Sunday ride in my stroller with Mom on a snowy afternoon. Of course, I didn’t have to do anything but just sit there and take in all the sights.
Because I was an only child, the family albums are chock full of photos of me, in every season and for every occasion. There I was at three years old, all layered up after Mom showed me the door and whisked me outside to play in the snow.
For me, I figure that snow stopped being fun once I was no longer pulled around on the little wooden sled my father made for me, or, when I quit making snow angels and building snowmen with my best friend, also named Linda.
It seems I was “cool” with the snow when taking my dolly out to go gallivanting with Mom.
Or happily showing off that spiffy tartan plaid coat with matching tam and those ugly brown galoshes.
But, somewhere along the line, a metamorphosis took place that wasn’t so pretty. As an adult, I despise snow, so I welcome any encouraging words to make me come around and see this season in a new light!
Staying with the topic of words, it is five years ago today I launched this blog “Walkin’, Writin’, Wit & Whimsy” with my first post entitled “LINDA’S BIG ADVENTURE: ENTERING “THE BLOGOSPHERE” (and yes I did that title in in all caps – go figure).
Was I emphasizing this monumental event, which followed a similarly wintry weekend, writing a post which would be the outside world’s initial glimpse into why I was undertaking this venture?
My friend and neighbor Marge Aubin encouraged me to start a blog because I was always telling her tidbits of happenings in my daily walking regimen and she followed a few blogs and kept forwarding them to my e-mail address. I guess she waited for me to finally take the bait, so I appeased her.
My “About” bio on WordPress tells it like it is, that I was a journalism major and graduated from Wayne State University with a journalism degree in 1978, but could not find a job in that field. I did a short stint in the Creative Department at an ad agency, but have been a legal secretary since 1980.
My initial meet-and-greet post was a rather long, drawn-out affair and when I read it today before starting this blog post, I have to admit I said to myself “Linda, obviously you never heard of the saying that ‘brevity is the soul of wit’ did you?”
As a brand-new blogger, my posts in early 2013 were few and far between, because the Winter weather stayed ugly and walks were infrequent, thus posts were sporadic, or just a favorite quote or two which I shared with my one and only subscriber, Marge. In fact, I never told anyone about writing this blog, even other friends, for a very long time.
In a four-season state, after a cold and snowy Winter, once Spring arrives, there is nothing finer than venturing out on that first warmish day, casting the hat and gloves aside, and shucking the lightweight jacket and looping it around your waist, just ten minutes after you donned it. Soon I became a wanderer, discovering Council Point Park, and suddenly there were more topics to write about and I could finally gain some traction with this labor of love. There were warm and fuzzy moments watching geese and their goslings, or the mallards with their ducklings, or interacting with the squirrels. As you know, as to all animals, I’m such a bleeding heart, even with those critters with chutzpah!
My blog posts in that fledgling year were usually short and snappy paragraphs with no pictures. I thought I was pretty clever to give each blog post a one-word title. I’d struggle to find one word to describe the topic of that day’s post.
But all that was soon going to change … and the metamorphosis of this blog began.
My friend Marge worked in nearby Wyandotte and urged me to sign up to blog on a hyperlocal news website called “The Wyandotte Patch”. So, in July of 2013, I started blogging there under the title of “Reflections and Recollections”: https://patch.com/michigan/wyandotte/lifestyle
In conjunction with posting on Patch, I decided to step up my game a little and started carrying a camera with me or using stock photos to jazz up my posts. There were a group of Facebook Patch bloggers from across the U.S. and we exchanged our posts and commented on them. We even had a seasoned editor who would oversee our posts, and sometimes offer suggestions. Joanna mentioned I should break up the gray matter in my paragraphs and make them more inviting to the eye. She also wondered why I only used a one-word title? At first I was crushed by her comments, but what did I know anyway – I was a “newbie” in the blogosphere. I took Joanna’s advice then, and I’m always ready for any suggestions to enhance my daily trudge report.
Spurred on by the fun of writing at Patch, next I joined the Community Bloggers Forum at “Heritage Newspapers” in September of 2013. There are various Heritage publications that carry my blog on their blog rolls and I am excited to be a part of this “family” too: http://www.thenewsherald.com/blogs/#community_blogs
The rest is history. I love writing these posts – they give me joy to recount the tales of my meanderings, even though I wondered in the beginning how long I could sustain a blog which was seemingly only about birds and squirrels and woodsy nature nooks. I’m ready for Winter to move on out of here, so that there will be more words written and images taken, (though often amateurish), to memorialize that day’s trek.
Onward and upward for walking and writing … today’s post is #1,072 and may there be many more to come.
I’ll leave you with this quote:
“A calm and modest life brings more happiness than the pursuit of success combined with constant restlessness” ~ Albert Einstein