This is a new blog.
As I prepare nibbles for our New Years feast I am facing the business end of a solstice and although I have never seen this holiday as a personal tabula rasa, I choose this moment to begin my blog because I am presented with the opportunity to spend time writing, now that the holidays are over.
I have been fortunate to find several blogs that I have enjoyed over the years, all of which are intelligent, humorous, enlightening and beautiful. It is not just their content, which is rewarding in itself, but the conversations they foster between people from all over the world, that make these online salons enriching and entertaining. They give us the chance to dialogue with people we would not get the chance to meet otherwise, people with many different perspectives and experiences. I may have a naif-like enthusiasm, but I those things entertaining and enriching. Sometimes more one than the other but always a combination of both.
So now I want to join the fray and hopefully my humble scratchings will add to the this network of raconteurs and raconteuses. I hope to keep it short and pithy, but I cannot make any promises at this point
By way of an explanation of the title I will say that I had something of a Mitford-ian upbringing , a theme which I will return to throughout this blog. Although my life is a lot more typical now, you can take the girl out of Alconleigh…….et cetera.
I live in a little hamlet west of Boston & north of RI with my little family of four plus two small dogs.