OK, I'm a teeny bit addicted to sitemeter at the moment.
The only audiences my previous creative writing has had were English teachers who spent all their time inserting, moving and removing my random commas and my Dad when he found my Year 7 diary. And that was really, really not appreciated. (And for what it's worth I grew out of the deeply, madly in love with a boy a week and am innocent enough to write it down in a diary I will hide under my bed and promptly forget about thing waayyyyyy before I ever had a boyfriend so while accutely embarrassing I'm afraid it probably wasn't as exciting as Dad hoped.) ;)
So anyway, the idea that all these people are using (on average) 2:19 seconds of their precious time to peruse my ramblings is really exciting. And seeing where everyone is coming from is really six degrees of separation type interesting. But 'sad, garden, old house, hard, life'? That's not the image I was going for at all!!
So here's a happy picture for you:
That's a total of 1kg of five varieties of home grown chilli peppers. I grew two of them and my neighourhood buddy grew the other three and we swapped and this is my half. It's great to have that kind of neighbour and it's great to have so much produce but that's not why it's a happy picture.
So why is that a happy picture?
I can't show you until tomorrow.