" I 'm back...again."

Lisa has us answering the question, “Why do you blog?” for this Fun Monday assignment.

Disclaimer: As I have answered this question in one of my initial posts, I am more or less repeating an one of my earliest posts on Return of the White Robin. So for this Fun Monday post, I might be cheating...once again. This entry refers to one of my first Fun Monday posts. I continue to blog partially because the kind of camaraderie that exists with blogging buddies including the Fun Monday crew.

Alas, I am back. As you know robins return in the springtime, and spring is here at last with figuratively and literally. In the summer of 2006, I started a blog called The Spring of the White Robin. As fall arrived, keeping up with my job as a seventh grade science teacher, carrying out various responsibilities at church, and maintaining the blog became difficult. Something had to go; so the blog was shut down on September 23, 2006. You know robins fly south for the winter. Now, that spring is here robins return as is my personal blog. Besides, I want to play a blog game called Fun Monday. Tristan of Brothertons asks the players to describe, "how would you like to wake up?"

What follows is my first entry on The Spring of the White Robin, which includes an explanation of the blog name and how I started blogging.Why in the world would a sixty year old woman want to start a blog? Well, my involvement with all of this originated from reasons other than starting my own blog although my reasons are related to the world of blogdom. My original goal was merely to be able to comment on another blog. A friend had written a blog, and I desperately wanted to leave my own gems of wisdom as a comment. This particular blog at the time only allowed comments from members from the Blogger.com community. So I registered, enrolled, and logged-in with a display name, username and, of course, a clever as well as secret password.

All right, fine, so how was Spring of the White Robin born? Well, among other things, I imagine myself as a great writer. Okay, so my writing is not so great, but I have a great title. Strangely enough, there is such a bird as a white robin. Maybe there is not an all white robin, but there are robins with white feathers where other robins have red feathers, a robin white breast so to speak. So in my fantasy world where I AM the great writer, I write a tale for preteens about a young girl having grand adventures and creating splendid inventions during the spring, in which our heroine simultaneously discovers a pair of white robins. Of course, my novelette is adored by young girls everywhere; and thus, I am an instant success. By now, if you have read this far, you may be thinking, “Why in the world would a sixty year old woman want to start a blog? The white robin story s*cks.” I have to admit that Blogger has seduced me with the opportunity to post my picture. Even though I am old and gray, I like this picture taken by my photographer son. And the overalls are one of my favorite things to wear. Hence, this blogging began as the desire to comment and as the vanity of having my picture along side my profound, humorous, and more often than not boring comments.

Final Note: Although this entry refers my desire to be a great writer, I really do not cherish the act of writing itself. I know several bloggers that enjoy blogging as an outlet for their wonderful and clever writing. I mostly blog to communicate with others.