What is a morning, but full of promise? What is an evening if not both hope and closure at the same time?

And what am I but a writer who desperatly needs to be working on one of her other projects?

Anyway, Today was a Tuesday, so after my harp lessson (which went quite well, thanks for asking.) and a short trip to the dentist's (I think I must have "thrown off their groove"... not many people are allergic to flouride) we got to go to the hardware store (Lowes)! What fun!

No, I'm serious. Fun! Or at least it is to me... because Dad is letting me help with the monsterous project of  re-doing the entire yard, in addition to my roses. And he let me get the copper pipes and such that I need for a fountain-sculpture that I've been wanting to make for a long time. So it was a good trip.

I'm really having trouble figuring out this whole "blog" thing. What exactly is it that I am supposed to write about? I'm not an expert in anything, and I don't feel comfortable sharing my personal life with the world. "Observations" of the world and the people in it are just about all I can think of to write, but there isn't very much regularity or specific criteria in those, so when I write them they come out sounding a bit strange if read all at once. Oh well...

What I need... is a reader... just one would be enough... someone who actually enjoied reading my take on life in general and my odd sense of humor... and if I could find one it would be so much easier to write things down for that person to read.

Ok, ok, so I'm not much of a blogger. Doesn't really bother me, as hardly anyone has even glanced at this.

But in this world, it seems to be somewhat important, so I'm going to try. Don't expect me to be writing all the time on this, it's just a note or two here and there. Comment if you have something to ask me, or if there's something I need to explain in greater detail.

My writing in here is just going to be about my different hobbies and "activities/jobs" and how they relate to my life. If you are looking for a blog full of romantic intrigue and teenage drama, please look elsewhere. I can't stand to read that stuff, much less write it.

The latest hobby to join my large collection of hobbies is that of growing roses. Yes, you read correctly, roses. There's a bunch of old rose bushes growing along our front fence at the moment, and I have taken over charge of them. I'm also planning to plant a few more roses in different places around the yard, but the ones by the fence are my project at the moment. 

The "bushes" in question are old. Very old. Maybe if there's some interest I'll write about their story later. :) *smiles and hopes that hint does not go unnoticed* And they haven't been touched at all in... oh, about ten years or so... so they're full of weeds and dead canes and garbage that's blown into them. Do I know how to pick a project or what?