Blogging

Deletion

Has anyone Ever deleted a post? What would that mean? Would it be An admission Of failure? —- On average My waffle Might be seen 5, Or 6 times When fresh. —- Then it may be dug up Years later By someone in USA Or China, or Slovakia. — It doesn’t feel public, but IfContinueContinue reading “Deletion”

Dinghy’s first circumnavigation

Sheppey is behind the camera, as is photographer, John Knight and a small crowd of harbour seals. Finally returning to this blog’s second favourite topic. Although in the past, the dinghy would be carrying the sails, and I would be crouched in her, sodden wet, with a couple of packs of oatcakes and some cheeseContinueContinue reading “Dinghy’s first circumnavigation”

What to do with a blog

( or for example;) What to do with love? -+-+-+-+-+- Keep it far away from here,But never out of reach.Send it messages – often,But visit it – seldom And ask it few questions. Tie it up sometimesBut always release it –Let it run freeChase itLet it get awayLet it come back Let it go. NurtureContinueContinue reading “What to do with a blog”

The likey game

Dear regular readers, You Are only a very small few, The modest remains of those That once I courted, And you are loyal. —— Your loyalty Is beyond my comprehension – I have confused, and insulted you, I have offended you, And wasted your time, But I value you More than rubies. ——— And whatContinueContinue reading “The likey game”

Editor wanted;

Dear all, Schnark.home.blog has become somewhat congested of late, As my waffle has proliferated, And I fear that I waste the time Of my very few, much valued readers. ———- I read through again and again, Desperate to thin out the dross. But I can’t seem to manage, I cannot see the wheat For theContinueContinue reading “Editor wanted;”

Opening up to love and adventure.

My newest creation is Lora. Actually she isn’t my creation she was given to me, and I am very grateful. Lora seems very young, I didn’t mean her to be, but I needed an openness which is hard to find in adulthood. I know this because I’ve been looking for love for a year now,ContinueContinue reading “Opening up to love and adventure.”

George

George thought about his own times up in Lochaber, and around Glen Affric, and further south in Knoydart; he thought about the few people who lived there, and the people he’d met, in the bothies, or on the road, almost never on the hill, for the hills were big, and the paths ill defined soContinueContinue reading “George”

What’s the point of a blog?

Or, what’s the point of this blog? —————- It keeps getting hijacked For different reasons But always by me. —————— It is a kind of semaphore A primitive signaling system. Smoke signals That can be seen for miles If anyone is looking. ——————- But before sending a message One needs to know what one wantsContinueContinue reading “What’s the point of a blog?”