Did you ever have one of those times where you feel like you are in a major fog bank? Not in the driving sense, but in the everyday life type of way.
Since I have been home, I have looked at the photographs I took while on vacation. Each shot I took I had a reason for them (well, except for my precious little grandson… I just wanted lots of pictures of him). Each shot on the drive up to my nephew’s wedding was for a reason. I wanted to have as many reminders of mountains as I could.
While in Pennsylvania I took many, many pictures. What I found, though, was I took pictures of scenery. Lots of scenery of the Pennsylvania countryside. I took a few of monuments, but mostly photos were of the beautiful landscapes surrounding me.
I thought of posts while taking pictures and I also thought of pictures I could paint in the future. I was excited to get home and start writing about the pictures and unload my mind of all the post ideas I had.
Now, here is where I have remained. No writing, just looking at photos and walking around in a fog. I figured since I have been this way for the past couple weeks, I may as well write about this. Maybe this will help clear the fog a bit and I can break through into a sunny place where the words will magically appear and posts will follow with ease.
Thanks for stopping by and finding my fog horn. I appreciate your visits. DAF