Sometimes I read blogs, but not very often. I write a blog but I am not really a reader of blogs, doesn’t make much sense does it. There are a couple of blogs I read religiously. I think one of the reasons I don’t read blogs that often is because I see all the places where this one lacks. My strengths do not lay in writing or computer stuff. I am lucky I even figured out how to plug this computer into the wall.
|$3.00 forks and spoons from a yard sale.|
In the past couple of weeks I have been trying to read more blogs because let’s face it there are some really inspirational and encouraging blogs out there. I read Nester’s blog while she was in Tanzania and cried like a baby. I read her sister Emily’s blog the other day and haven’t been able to stop talking about it. Bloggers can use their written words to say such beautiful, meaningful things and inspire people they don’t even know.
|$1.00 piece of wood from Habitat Resale Store and the other from a neighbor’s trash.|
But I am not a writer. Is it crazy to have a blog if your strength is not in writing!?!?! I love making something, taking pictures of the process and then loading them onto my blog. Yes it took an army to teach me how to load a picture. To me the pictures are like telling a story.
Then I remember I should add words….Yikes!!!!
|Some spray paint and sanding.|
I was a B/C student in school. I am definitely more street smart than book smart. Although I don’t know how much street cred you get for yard sale shopping and sewing owls. I was never interested in what the teacher was teaching, except for that shop class I took when we lived in Alabama. That teacher had every bit of my attention. I never took art classes in school. I can remember reading my serial killer/true crime book behind my big over sized Lit book in class (yes I went on to get my degree in Criminal Justice which I have done NOTHING with)!!! I was more interested in boys, or boy, my husband went to high school with me. I was more interested in what parties were taking place that weekend instead of God or grades. Sad but true. Luckily I have gotten most of my priorities in order now that I am a little older (a lot older).
|Best glue in the world.|
When it comes to writing I have a hard time. Maybe I’m just not open enough or scared to share too much. Sometimes writing just makes my brain hurt. I’m not stupid, my intelligence just shows up in other areas. I even have a hard time writing thank you notes, much less inspiring interesting blog posts. I think I feel so much, and am so full of emotion, I have a hard time putting that into words.
So, my question is this….. Can you have a blog even though you are not a writer and still inspire or encourage people with just pictures?