If you might imagine occasionally I am in a quandary
as to what to blog about. For sure it is a fine line, of too
many words, or too few. In reality I am surrounded by
words. Spoken, written, shouted, whispered. Sometimes
words are like the blizzard we had. Swirling about not
allowing you to see straight ahead. And boy oh boy ,don’t
we want that to end about as soon as it starts. Other words
are whispered and require a stilling , if they are to be heard.
Written words can be skimmed. Some people shout all their
words! You know some people that shout their words-don’t you.
