Today it seems to be a bountiful day – or? Yes well, bounty is bounty and you find them where you seek. We are snowless, but I never thought I would rise after my lunchtime golden oldie sleep to see the sun shining. It is not warm, but also not cold, so what could be better.
I was thinking, being Christmas and all that, let’s leave the daily prompt today. I have better things to do like preparing food for this evening, but it is too early at the moment, Shall I just sit in a chair reading abook and get bored with no action, or who knows, there might be something more rewarding to do, like writing a daily prompt. I looked out of the window and discovered I must capture a couple of photos to commermorate the sunny Christmas Eve, although now and again the sun disappears behind a cloud, but would could be better, today is bountiful.
Another bounty attracted my attention today. We all write blogs for various reasons and find ourselves on a daily writing marathon, be it prompt of the day, of the week, of the month, or just when we feel like it. We all have statistics to show if anyone actually looks in on the page. To be quite honest I do throw a glance at the statistics, just to see if the blocks are going up or down, although basically does it really matter. I do not really understand how it all functions, although WP do explain it, but a golden oldie brain no longer can absorb too many explanations. If the brain is full, why pour more material into it – there is only so much room and it might explode. However, today I noticed a remarkable movement. During my morning, after the nights of others, I usually only get perhaps 20-30 spectators to raise the block. Today I already reached 150 views by lunch time and the tendency is still rising. This is a bountiful statistic (I am beginning to like this word).
As said I am not here for statistics, but to do something worthwhile in a dull golden oldie day, there is enough misery in the world, so I like to escape from it now and again. What is all this about? Yes, a great big thankyou to everyone that bothers and puts up with my ramblings, you really make my day and make it all wothwhile. There is nothing more disappointing that sending invites to a party and no-one bothers to come. Every visitor is welcome here, if you just look in or enter the party room, help yourself to the buffet or even partake in conversation. It makes no difference, just being here makes me happy.
And now I will descend from my pedestal on the speakers podium and now continue with my real little world. The sun is no longer shining, but I have a bounty of visitors from outside, watching what I am doing. Sometimes they tend to make me nervous, just siggint there and watching.
Enjoy your feast, may it be bountiful (there is it again, that word) whatever you are celebrating, I know I will, even if it is just me, Mr. Swiss, No. 1 son and the cat. No. 1 son has now gone into town for the afternoon and the cat is searching for a new sleeping place.