Snowman corpses in Greenwich Park last month, looking up from the Maritime Museum up to the Royal Observatory.
I've been musing about whether or not to continue blogging having felt.... distanced... distracted.... muse-less... and largely wordless as well.
Each time I begin mentally to write a post saying something to that effect, I find myself becoming verbosely wordy. In my head.
And just look at this ridiculous blog title which is just as it fell out of my head. Once I sit and begin to type, the words are clamouring in my head to get out here. But I'm not at all convinced they are words worth putting on a page.
Well, I really don't want to witter on here with too many words. But I don't want to stop blogging by default rather than by decision.
And I'm not sure I really want to stop blogging anyway.
So.... what then?
Well, firstly, I do apologise that I'm not getting around to your blogs very much at the moment. And when I do sometimes visit, I am wordless and not commenting...
And secondly, I plan to post much more frequently, but primarily picture posts.
Unless I find myself thinking of words. Words which aren't woeful... or witless... ... or too wordy.