Birding the Miranda Mudflats, shorebird migration from New Zealand
It’s been years since I’ve blogged.
Things have changed. Times have changed. I’ve changed.
I played around with Facebook and Instagram over the last few years, but in the end became disillusioned with both: the current trends in social media just don’t leave me feeling inspired. The expectation that existed for me to post regularly, and create content, felt like so much excess baggage for this wildflower.
Having abandoned said social media, I found myself looking through this old blog of mine. Revisiting posts from 10 years ago, I sat down and went through each post like I would with a shoebox of old photos: saying thank you and goodbye to the ones who served their purpose but are now just tired and old, and carefully placing my favourites back upon the shelf.
I feel no outside pressure or influence to write anything here - my audience of yesterday has no doubt moved on as we all do - so for now, it’s a spot to breathe and reflect on things that excite me.
As I was reminded last night,
“The…
Things have changed. Times have changed. I’ve changed.
I played around with Facebook and Instagram over the last few years, but in the end became disillusioned with both: the current trends in social media just don’t leave me feeling inspired. The expectation that existed for me to post regularly, and create content, felt like so much excess baggage for this wildflower.
Having abandoned said social media, I found myself looking through this old blog of mine. Revisiting posts from 10 years ago, I sat down and went through each post like I would with a shoebox of old photos: saying thank you and goodbye to the ones who served their purpose but are now just tired and old, and carefully placing my favourites back upon the shelf.
I feel no outside pressure or influence to write anything here - my audience of yesterday has no doubt moved on as we all do - so for now, it’s a spot to breathe and reflect on things that excite me.
As I was reminded last night,
“The…
