Being one of the "Little Bloggers " ie not one of the Big Bloggers who are well known and get hundreds of hits a day and as many comments , I am happy with my small but select band of followers , loyal and true , shunning the limelight some of you but just as important nontheless . You know who you are . I was completely thrilled though this morning to receive e mail pictures as follows from Steve from Petaluma CA , who said my bloggings about my " sheep" had reminded him of his sheep . What do you think ?
He then added :
"These are by the gates going into what used to be a chicken ranch that now has sheep on the grounds and artists in the old coops. Our town (Petaluma CA) was/is famous for chickens. There is even an old movie about it "The Egg & I"Anyway, thought you might like them."
I can't begin to tell you how excited I was .
It was kind of how I felt last week when Wide Lawns ( how I love her blog, and I think of her as one of the Proper Big Bloggers ! ) left a Happy New Year message on my blog . Its kind of how I feel every time every single one of you leaves a message saying anything on the blog .
But this one kind of had that added element of synchronicity attached in that years ago when I was little and off school with flu , my mother gave me an old dusty copy of a book called "The Egg and I " by Betty McDonald and I read it through one week when I was nt well and so wasnt at school . And then we got hold of "the Plague and I " and then there was one about cooking and they were juts great books . Then recently my friend Michaela rediscovered them and we began ordering them really cheaply from ebay or Amazon and I think I may even have blogged about it at the time . They arrived and looked like they were going to fall to pieces but they cost about ten pence and smellt of dust and disease I think I read them when I had pneumonia or some such . And thanked my lucky stars I wasn't in a TB hospital , although I suppose there were days when not knowing my ribs were broken and wondering why it was so painful to cough that I wondered if TB was any the more painful . But that was a long time ago .
My friend Michaela who is not a Blogger cannot imagine how or why a man who lives on a ranch in Petaluma comes to be reading the blog of a cat minding woman in the northeast of England but that I am unable to answer .
That is part of the great inexplicable mystery of the blogging world .
7 comments:
Small correction, I don't live on the ranch. My significant other (often referred to as Moonrabbit) has her pottery studio there (Rabbit In The Moon). There's a long and not very interesting back story to the signs. The most interesting part is that they were cut out by a retired mechanical engineer who helped build the SR-71 "Blackbird" spyplane.
And I live for comments (or laughs/groans), but if they had calories, I'd be losing a lot of weight.
.. and looking closely at his sheep I dont think he added the heads later out of cotton wool either ?
Oh, our oldest cat (21 human years) is named Michaela. Degrees of separation and all that...
How do you pronounce your first name, " Sheila"?
The internet is the great equalizer. I often wonder how people find me too.
yes , sheila .
Interestingly my friend pronounces her name to rhyme with " tie " . Most people here say it to rhyme with " hay " . These are important differences if youre on the receiving end , but I dont suppose the cat minds . Though a tortoise shell might take exception ? Our Kitty would pulverise you for a simple error like that .
I meant my friend Michaela and its the chea bit that rhymes with tie .... for the record .
Thank you for coming over to visit my blog and your very kind words. Hxx Happy New Year!
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