When I began to write these entries, I did it to have a chance to speak the truth about the world around me. I didn’t have a central theme, such as cooking or pets or travel, but rather saw the site as an eclectic blend of faith, politics, family stories and reflections on daily life. This continues to be the way I am writing, just trying to stay truthful and encouraging, even in difficult times nationally.
What I had no way of knowing was that I would begin to be read by people around the world. This has brought deep joy into my life. While I have been in almost all of the United States, Canada and Northern Mexico, I have only traveled overseas twice, to Guam in 1973 and to England and France in 1974. There are vast expanses of the world I have never seen, and it is unlikely I ever will.
Instead, I have had the privilege of reading and being read by people in Africa, Europe, Australia, the Middle East, India, Singapore, and the Philippines. I have learned how to use Google Translate which does an adequate job of transforming Portuguese into English. At least I can get the general idea of the post. I have also hauled out maps to find locations I don’t recognize. I have set my weather app to check the temperature in Manila to keep up with one gardener since our growing seasons are so vastly different.
The title of this post is a line from e.e. cummings, the 20th century American poet. I definitely feel that this format has taken me to many places I would never have gone without it. Thanks everyone.