Blog? I have a blog?

My apologies to any readers who have been faithfully checking my blog to see if I had anything to reward them...sorry I don't think there's going to be anything interesting in this post either :)
Recently, It has been emphasized a little more to me that I lead a very retired life, not very exciting. I don't want to say it boring, because that would imply that it's bad or wrong or I'm bored with it, but it is quiet....I miss my sisters. They have been gone for several months now and I am really realizing how much I depended on them for 'outside' talk. I think I have a tendency to hibernate in a shell...I don't even think about coming out..Mom has to ask if I need to go out, she tells me to call my friends. We've been watching Robin Hood by the BBC. Mom says they turned Robin into a 'Superhero'. She's right :) He flies through the air (with the help of his bow and a rope), fires multiple arrows at the same time, does a back-flip off a roof and lands on his feet...you get the point. You know you read all these adventure books, you see all the movie..but how often is it that you actually have one? Not fighting exactly, but at least having to choose a course, decide between right and wrong. I've been re-reading Lord of the Rings. Did anybody know I read those? I did. And they intrigued me. The Characters did, and the choices that they were faced with and the examples of what one choice can lead to, to good or bad alike. Boy this is quite the doozy post...I leave you all for a while and come back and give you this jumble of thoughts.....if you can actually sort this out, you have my congratulations, but I'm going to leave you with one more thing. A poem that I enjoyed:

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I sit beside the fire and think
of all that I have seen,
of meadow-flowers and butterflies
in summers that have been;
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of Yellow and gossamer
in autumns that there were,
with morning mist and sliver sun
and wind upon my hair.
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I sit beside the fire and think
of how the world will be
when winter comes without a spring
that I shall never see.

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For still there are so many things
that I have never seen:
in every wood in every spring
there is a different green.
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I sit beside the fire and think
of people long ago,
and people who will see a world
that I shall never know.

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But all the while I sit and think
of times that were before,
I listen for returning feet
and voices at the door.

-Bilbo Baggins
Fellowship of the Ring
by J.R.R. Tolkien