Prodigal Return

*Wipes away cobwebs covering blog*

Firstly, HUGE apologies for not being around the bloggerverse much these past few weeks, and for taking so long to answer comments and so on.  It’s taken a long fight and much hair loss, but I’ve finally got out of the latest and worst of my epic internet fails ever.  It’s been so very rubbish that I think my suppliers have set some sort of record in the negative universe.  I didn’t want to try and slip in a post and then disappear again without getting to the comments.  I don’t mind people thinking that I’m nuts, but I wouldn’t want anyone to see me as rude.  It peeved me not a little that I missed both my planned birthday blog, but also April Fool’s Day.  I had big plans for that———-  It’s lovely to be back again – slightly bald or not, so if there’s anything I missed/should be doing/should have done/should know about/should be eating, please yell.

The past few weeks I’ve been amazed at how much blogging becomes part of your life.  Face to face or not, it’s become a hugely important part of modern social life, and when it’s taken away it leaves a definite and sad empty space.  As time goes by, the friends we make in the bloggerverse become firmer friends.  We care what happens to them, good or bad.  At least I do.  We share our lives, our spaces, our thoughts with each other – often more honestly than we would in “real life”.  We support, laugh, and mourn together, and that really is the very coolest thing.  Just saying.  You guys are all lovely, and I really didn’t enjoy the days lately that you weren’t in.

I can’t say that not having the internet working properly encouraged me to get any more work done than usual either.  You can spend a lot of time stubbornly trying to open things even though you know you probably won’t get it right – at least not in under an hour or so.  Still.  Done bun now, and hopefully I’m back online to stay.  Before I catch up properly, I wanted to share a pic of the gorgeous little Bonsai tree that I got for my birthday.  It’s a Wild Olive tree – all grown up in its tiny perfection, and I’ll have it for life I think.  Trees live long lives, and I kind of like the thought that it will still be around and alive when I’m not.  It will have absorbed a bit of me by then, what with all the fiddling, chatting, and furtive tree stroking, so I’ll still get to lurk a bit from the ether.  I’ve always had a fascination for miniature things – I’ve got an unnatural amount of tiny teapots and things.  Maybe that’s because I’m five foot eight.  Anyway – very happy to be back!  Off to catch up now…………………