This is a meme for which Craver Vii tagged me. He said I did not have to do it, but I decided I would. Some people think I am not the type to like memes (because I think a lot of people do not like them), but I like some of them. Probably because it is just a chance to ramble about myself, but there were a couple of things I have wanted to talk about anyway in this meme.
These are the meme rules:
- Write about 5 specific ways blogging has affected you, either positively or negatively.
- Link back to the person who tagged you.
- Link back to the parent post, so she can track the meme.
- Tag a few friends or five, or none at all.
- Post these rules– or just have fun breaking them.
I like those rules because like with awards (I will get to the ones that I have not acknowledged yet early next week, I promise!), I will make up my own rules and you may do the same if you decide to participate. I am actually going to follow all these rules since they are so lax! As for tagging, I am tagging anyone who wants to do this. If you think this would make a good post for you, please do it!
OK, without further preliminary rambling:
Country Music. I was raised on Country Music. I never heard anything other than Country and Country Gospel until I was probably in 7th grade at school. Wait, that is not true. I heard other types of music in earlier years when I was in the carpool on the way to and from school, but I never liked the drivers and therefore never bothered to care about what was on their radios. I mostly remember the talk radio which bored me to tears as an elementry school student. But my parents listened to Country Music. I liked it because I knew nothing else, but I never loved it. When I was introduced to other music (Rock, then Classical, then Celtic and others), I put Country Music behind me forever, at least I thought. I did not save one single 45, cassette or anything else. I threw it all in the trash and moved on. I came to loathe Country Music. I liked almost anything except for Country Music. (OK, I never really cared for rap or super heavy metal, but most anything else I could tolerate.) I liked Mountain Music and Bluegrass, but not Country. Enter blogging. Obviously lots of blogs have music on them. And a lot of times I do not really like it because to me it detracts from the photography or writing. Not always (definitely not always–sometimes it adds), but often. But there are two blogs I frequent with Country Music on them. One is Fishing Guy and the other is At Home With the Farmer’s Wife. I have decided that not only can I tolerate the Country Music on their blogs, but I kind of like it. I am not really sure why. I think it probably has to do with the other content on their blogs. They depict things that I long for–usually country scenes or country life. I would have never believed that blogging for three months would make me like Country Music. No evils smirks from Thursday Drive and ReluctantFarmChick, please! (I am not rushing to iTunes to download any, but my taste for music is being altered.) (And I hope Prince Charming wants to stay married after he reads this.)
My love for photography has increased since blogging. I have loved photography for a long time, but not like I do now. Now I remember to take my camera with me almost all of the time. Now I take way more pictures than I ever have because I “just might” be able to use them in a post someday! The critics may disagree, but I think I am already taking better pictures. Or many more OF the pictures are good (better percentage). Or maybe I am just taking so many pictures that I have to have more good ones. Then there is the whole “lens envy” thing. I am not a covetous person, but when I see wildlife shots and bird shots like are found at A “Focus” In the Wild (whose music I love, by the way) and Virtua Gallery and bug shots like at Nature in the Ozarks and Lisa’s Chaos, I want more and bigger and different lenses. It is going to be an ongoing problem, I can tell.
The community of the blogosphere is amazing to me. I would have never guessed that in such a short time there would be people in so many places I would be happy to meet. I love traveling, and though finances do not allow me to travel as much as I would like, both Prince Charming and I do not hesistate to travel when possible. There are people in so many places of the world that I would not hesistate to look up if we were traveling near them. I would love to name everyone here that is intriguing to me and I would like to someday meet, but I would be here linking for a week. I will just name three that are in very different places: Maria in Greece, Chrome 3D in Finland and Fish Whisperer in Fiji. I love the connections I have made with all of you who read this.
My girls, ages 4 and 6, know quite a bit about blogging and have taken even more notice than before of the beauty around them because I am taking more pictures. One day Chic saw her picture on the computer screen and asked, “Did you blog about me?” I loved that. One week in church on the screen with texts on it there was a pretty picture of the sky and Chic said, “That would make a great SkyWatch photo!” Both Chicklet and Chic are continually pointing out the beauty around me. This morning Chicklet noticed the pale moon setting over the volcanoes, and just five minutes ago Chic bounded out of her bedroom to tell us, “The moon is beautiful.” It was. It is coming up as a yellow giant orb over the mountains.
The last way I will mention that blogging has affected me is that I am more sleep-deprived than I have ever been. I need a lot of sleep. I never get enough sleep. But it is worse now. There is always “just one more” blog to read in my Google reader or “just ten more” SkyWatch’s at which to look. Or “just three more” comments needing response. I cannot believe how late I stay up to do this sometimes. (Neither can Prince Charming.)
There you have it. How has blogging affected your life? Good or bad? Let me know in the comments, or do your own post!