Many people have trouble expressing how they feel. I have the opposite problem; I have trouble keeping what I feel inside. If you get to know this blog, you will know me better than people who see me everyday. I don't post as much as many, but everything I post really means something to me, a little sliver of who I am. I'm a passive conversationalist; I listen more than I talk. But I put all of myself into what I write. Oh, and, for what it's worth, I'm so much INFP it's like the description was written specifically for me. Please ask anything you like.
To have a big ole backyard with lots of open space and trees and no cookie cutter houses surrounding it. A cozy front porch with a swing and a set of rocking chairs. Clothes lines to dry our clothes when it’s warm out. A garden with fresh fruits and veggies. Yes, please.
Sitting in my car, Mendocino Headlands State Park, Mendocino, CA. This gull was sitting on a log on the other side of the parking area. After I had sat for 10 minutes or so, I glanced over and s/he was walking across the lot straight to my car. I was snacking on pretzel pieces, and, when s/he got next to the car, I tossed a couple out. They were gobbled up, and then s/he walked over to the driver’s side, standing, looking at me. I couldn’t help smiling and saying hi. I tossed a couple more out, and s/he was catching them out of the air, if I tossed them close enough. I quickly realized s/he was a better catcher than I was a thrower, but at least I got a few seconds on film.