Kreativ Blogging

It’s been a week or more since my long-lost cousin several times removed, TotalfeckingEejit, passed on the Kreativ Blogger Award to me. In case you haven’t checked out TotalfeckingEejit’s blog, please do. It’s a riotous good time full of poetry & fiction & reflections on the world at large & at small; sometimes hard to tell where one aspect leaves off & another begins, but that’s part of the fun.

According to TotalfeckingEejit, here's how you do it:
1. Post the award on your blog and link to the person who gave you the award.
2. List seven things you love:

1. Playing musical instruments, these days especially my resonator guitar & my new mandolin (lots more on this later—see below); & at various other times: 5-string banjo, tenor uke, mandocello & my Harmony archtop guitar (et al.)—either by myself or with others.
2. Road trips, especially with Eberle & even more especially when we’re headed somewhere on the Pacific coast.
3. Finding good but inexpensive restaurants!
4. The Pacific Ocean
5. The willow tree outside my office window
6.Watching songbirds at the feeders
7. Reading a truly exciting poem

& other things in addition to these seven.

Finally, pass it on! List seven blogs you love and let those people know you’ve given them the award….

Well, I’ve gotta say: this is just too hard—sorry, but I’m just not up to limiting my choices to seven—or even eight or nine or a dozen—I know ‘cause I tried. I’ll tell you what: I happily pass the blog along to all of the followers here & anyone on the various blog rolls; you’re all welcome to it, & you all deserve it.

I’ll be taking an off day from posting tomorrow—just for the sake of peace & quiet & to regroup a bit—have been a bit mentally (& physically) run down after the madhouse of the past couple of weeks. The weekend is doing me good, but I feel the need of a complete “down day.” Lots of fun stuff coming up this week here at Robert Frost’s Banjo, tho, including info on the woman who was the inspiration for the tongue-twister, “She Sells Seashells,” a profile of Indian Valley’s own mandolin maker (from whence came my mandolin!)—who knows: maybe even a new classic film write-up or a book review!