I noticed the snow had drifted into little "waves" on my trellis. Snow swept seas. And more snow is falling. It's actually winter in Maine this week. The snow is soft and light. Champagne Powder is what skiers call it. Not the heavy wet "snowman" snow that sticks to skis and slows progress. Is it snowing in Vancouver?
I learned an important lesson today. A blog lesson. I emailed a comment to a blogger to record a critique of one of her pod casts. Today I read that I was "hateful" and mean and writing from some "dry place in my heart". All I said was that I found her voice irritating. I loved the pod cast when the guest was speaking and the questions asked and the space given to the guest to think and answer was perfection. It was the host's voice and her laugh that set my teeth on edge. And I wrote that those elements would keep me from listening to any other of her pod casts. Even though I would have enjoyed them, for the wisdom of the guests being interviewed. Now, I am recorded as "loathing" her. Perhaps I did say that? It's not a word I would normally use, but perhaps I was feeling "loathing" at the time. I could check my sent emails to see for sure.
My lesson learned? Bloggers only want sweet, lovely comments. No criticism. They can rant in their posts (and she did, saying most podcasts SUCK) but let someone write to say "you suck, as well") and I am now being cast as Miss Nasty. I can and do have the reputation (ask my daughter) for writing less than polite emails. I am also known for giving children the "evil eye" when they are loud or obnoxious. But I can still think of myself as a good person, kind, caring and able to laugh and enjoy life. My heart doesn't feel dry and mean. My dog loves me.
So, I am crossing this blog off my list of daily reads. It was never in my sidebar as this blogger goes "off the ranch" pretty often and I have to stop reading the post. And that should have been warning enough that sending an email wasn't the "thing" to do with her. But her podcasts would have been so much better without the sound of her voice. Some people do not have the voice for "radio" if you know what I mean.
I shoveled and did laundry and read my book yesterday. No television. No walk for the dog. He had plenty of fun in the yard running through snow up to his belly. And slept well last night as we all did. G had to come home from a long day at work and clear off the driveway. I had shoveled a path from the house out into the street for him to walk when he got home. Nothing like trying to slog through 3 or 4 feet of snow plow snow at the end of the driveway in your work shoes to really put a cap on a bad day. Or start one.
I am going to do a little cross stitch sampler that says "only sweet comments" and post it above the keyboard. Like that would do any good. I am my own worst enemy!!!! LOL