Well, I did it more or less, only skipped about three times, including yesterday, I don't feel any kind of failure about that, since the old days of having to keep up with the challenge to the letter are past. Truly, while now and then I might have felt disinclined, mostly when I got writing and posting I found myself enjoying it, and in fact it's been great. I've so much appreciated renewing the friendship with blogging and blogging friends. I've got used to posting photos as I take them, and using the storage and editing tools available on the notebook or on-line, and to just sitting down and writing, even when it might seem there was nothing much, or at times this month, too much that was too weighty, to write about. I've use this analogy before, I know, but friends are no less dear and important for the fact that, with time and familiarity, you no longer sit up all night smoking and drinking and discussing the meaning of life in earnest tones, but just stop by from time to time for a cup of tea and an idle chat about nothing in particular. I've treasured all your cheerful responses about such nonsense as Yorkshire pudding, socks and whether you prefer dark or milk, as much as I've been cheered and encouraged and comforted by being able to come here and share worries and woes, whether about the care of a troubled young dog or terrible world events, and by the wonderful wisdom and support I can always find with people here.
So, my heartfelt and affectionate thanks, and long live the blog. Here's a collage round-up of the month's posts, made with the iPiccy on-line editor, which is rather fun when you get used to it. So much change in thirty days.