Since joining Instagram, I've found where many of the bloggers I used to follow disappeared to, and discovered that keeping chickens, and goats is practically synonymous with the app. In spite of my years at this pastime, with my infatuation, upon browsing the hundreds and hundreds of postings, I feel like an utter chicken novice, again. And too, I cannot deny, I feel a bit long in the tooth, redundant. My goodness there are a lot of gifted, talented, hard-working, prolific people sharing their dishes, their art, their musings, their stitches and yarns, fallen leaves, and chickens! I never fancied myself a 'standout,' but it does feel rather silly to go prattling on, when it's all so eloquently, vividly covered, already.
Three-hundred and sixty-five minus two-hundred and eighty-seven equals seventy-eight. A Picture a Day has been a happy project, and I don't mind seeing it through to the end. After that... we'll see. Maybe the new year will be for 'A Picture a Week.' Maybe I will pursue something all together new.
With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.