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Blog Writing Rules

typewriterBlogs…are there really any rules?

First of all, I feel there are way too “experts” stumbling upon each other,  publishing general rules about writing blogs.

In my own estimation, a blog should be an enjoyment to the writer.  Why write if the content is something the author is not passionate about? I agree that the blog creator is not writing for themselves, they are truly writing for their readers, but there has to be a level of interest for the writer to even turn out good copy.

Does it really matter if the print is left or right aligned.  One blog that I visit is normally center aligned.  I love what the writer does! I find her blog refreshing. 

If a person is writing a business blog, does content always have to be business related? Absolutely not! We are living in a period where marketing and business is returning to an “olden times way of thinking.”  Meaning, trust is so very important.  It is like going back to the era when mom and pop stores were popular.  It is important for the customer to know who they are buying from, know the integrity of the business, and to know what the business is all about.  All of this means so much more to a potential customer than putting out 100 ads a day that say, “Buy my spectacular product!” Blah, blah, blah…we get enough of that nonsense!

I agree, blogs should hold a certain level of professionalism and quality, even if the blog is simply written for family enjoyment. 

A blog should also contain valid information.  If statements are copied, credit must be given to the writer, and credit must be given to the original article.  Validity in an article is crucial!

I want to tell you a funny story.  A story about a piece of my writing.  I use a milking machine when I milk my goats.  For years I have called the cups that fit on the goat’s teats an inflator.  At one point, if you did a Google search for goat inflators you would have found blog posts, and a few articles, written my moi, yes me (tee hee).  Why just me? Because I assumed the cups were called inflators…oops…they are inflations.  Now do a search for goat inflations.  There are more articles out there than those written by Ms. Mary!!!!

Are there solid blog writing rules? Not per se’, but I do think we need to be responsible.  I love the variety in our blogs.  I love it that I have the opportunity, for example, to write as freely as I want.  This is MY opportunity to write, something that I always dreamed of doing.  I do not have to submit my work to my boss, nor do I have to submit to a publisher, but I am responsible for editing, and I am responsible for making sure my work is accurate.

Happy blogging…and please, do not get so hung up on the “rules.”  Who in the world wrote the rules on blogging anyhow? To my knowledge there weren’t/aren’t any! So, as Cheryl Phillips (The Daily Blonde, a writer that many of us associate with) said, “Just be yourself!”

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Excerpt from an article that I read this week:  In the U.S., 32 percent of the waste we produce is a form of packaging.  http://tiny.cc/cYI9w
 
We are all responsible, and I wish we were all responsible. 
 
 
To assist with the green effort, and with keeping my company products and operations as basic as possible, shipping and packaging includes:
 
– Kraft paper soap boxes, biodegradable.  Hand stamped with the company logo (the goat in the logo is from Annie’s Goat Hill, a pen and ink drawn up by a wonderful artist).
 
– Shredded newspaper (mainly from the thousands of sale adds that seem to inundate us each and every day) – provides a wonderful cushion to products.  Shredding the paper, long ways, seems to require even less packaging. 
 
– Cellophane bags that enclose the products, keeping the shredded paper out.  The bags are bio-degradable.
 
– Wooden crates (mainly sold in craft stores) containing gift sets, constructed by my husband from reclaimed wood.  Much of the wood comes from quality pine pallets that we pick up (free for the taking).  Some of the wood used for the crates comes from old barn siding and materials from dismantled older buildings.
 
– Cardboard boxes are reused for shipping if they are in decent shape, however, I do prefer the USPS Priority boxes because #1, they come to me free, #2, they are of sound quality.  I have not checked yet, I hope the boxes are a product from green efforts as well.
 
– Simple, basic packaging.  Nothing junky, clunky, yet allows the quality of the product to shine through.
 
– Natural and scrap materials are used for the bag ties. 
 
If it can be reused in taste, I do so! Good basic soap…and good common green sense.  It is a start!

Folklore

Back when I was a city girl, I met a woman that cemented pieces of country folklore in my mind.  She was raised in a hilly, woodsy area, along the edge of the Missouri Ozarks.   Many times over she told me the story of how she was “raised up” with woods full of rattle snakes.  She often tried to teach me the truth in sayings that were passed down from her “folk people.”

In her own words:  

Drop rusty nails into the cooking pot to tenderize tough rooster meat.  

When you kill a goat you must sneak up on it.  If the goat becomes surprised, the meat will be too tough to eat.

Do not allow hay droppings to sit in a bucket of water overnight.  The hay will turn into snakes.

Do not can green beans while menstruating.  Doing so will cause the beans to go bad.

Always keep a dog as a pet.  A dog will take illnesses away from its owner. 

More from others:

If you kill a frog, either accidentally or on purpose, the milk in your cow will dry up.

If a bird flies into your house, it means a death will occur.

A pregnant woman should never look at a snake, it will “mark” the baby.

When you comb your hair, you must not let a bird steal a strand for its nest or you will have headaches all summer.

True or false, and I think the word folklore says it all, these sayings are passed down from generation to generation.  Interestingly enough, many are believed and followed.

I find myself knocking on wood.  I am not superstitious in any way, but if I say something that I think will “jinx” me (ex:  “I haven’t had that happen in a very long time”), I knock on wood! Do I REALLY think knocking on wood is going to save me from something going wrong? No!

Oh, and breaking a mirror.  The last time I broke a mirror was the day I moved into this house.  I could have cried.  I felt the hand of doom for a moment.  Absolute silliness!

How about you? Do you toss the folklore out the window, or do you hang on to certain sayings like treasured gold?

Oh, by the way, with 20 water buckets on my farm, I do believe I would be living in a snake nightmare by now if all of those pieces of hay really did turn into snakes overnight! Yikes!!!

Cherries and Berries Goat Milk SoapI made a fresh batch of cherries and berries goat milk soap.  It prompted me to use it as this week’s product spotlight.

Cherries and berries goat milk soap contains fragrance oil.  The fragrance is ripe in scent, yet subtle enough to not cause skin irritation.

Rose colored complexion clay makes for the gorgeous cherry color.  I love clays in my soaps.  They add a slippery feel to the soap, and rose clay seems to especially add to the lathering ability.  The clay assists in pulling impurities from the skin.  Good for combination skin, however, I use cherries and berries soap without having to apply additional moisturizers.

Cherries and berries, not fresh from the garden, but it can be closely imagined!

One more benefit…makes for a terrific smelling bathroom!

Cherries and Berries Goat Milk Soap

Cherries and Berries Goat Milk Soap

I was 15 years old when I noticed the long shadows cast by the setting sun in late August.  As I enjoyed the evening outdoors with my family, I appreciated the cool change to the air and quietly thought the shadows were beautiful.  An awareness of nature set into place once more.

I see the long shadows as I write this morning.  I am a few feet away from a southeast facing window.  The shadows from the trees and other objects definitely make their stretch across the lawn.

I equate the long shadows to the changing of the seasons.  A visual reminder that taps us on the shoulder, “Fall is coming.” 

I found interesting sites as I did a search on the long shadows of August!

A winery called Long Shadows:  http://www.longshadows.com/aboutlsv.aspx I do enjoy a small healthy glass of red wine most evenings.  As I added wine to my evening regime, I crinkled up my nose at what seemed like bitterness.  Now I am beginning to enjoy the difference in wineries and regions.  Have I developed a nose and taste for it? Not yet. 

A beautiful photography blog displaying an urban scene of the long shadows that I so love! http://www.capturethisphotography.com/2009/08/long-shadows.html I can just imagine a wonderful stroll!

And relating to love and aging:  http://www.girltalkhome.com/blog/as-evening-shadows-advance A letter to think about.

And beautiful long shadows at sunrise:  http://www.pbase.com/merriwolf/image/58729735 This photo makes me homesick for my grandparents.  I loved to go on garden walks early in the morning.  Cool air, dew everywhere, and quiet. 

Long shadows, appreciating the advancing of the seasons. 

Have a beautiful day!

Catching A Goat

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Goats are smart animals.  Like any animal, they seem to possess certain senses that allow them to be keener than a human. 

Three goats were penciled on the calendar for wormings today.

The first goat was Chandra, as with most of my herd, no problem.  The old gal stood for her nasty tasting wormer. 

The second goat was a kid.  I knew my only recourse was to catch her while she was eating.  As I walked out the barn’s side door she saw me.  I pretended to look elsewhere.  Pretended that I was going to handle a few other does.  Too late.  She was already heading up the hill.  Silly me, I followed, insanely thinking she would just stop.  Of course she didn’t! No worming this morning.  I would have never caught her in the lot.

The third goat was a grown boer doe.  As I walked through the gate, there stood dozens of does happily munching hay.  Like something possessing super-radar abilities, how did the ONE know that I was going to worm her? Again, I attempted to not make eye contact, and pretended that I was heading into the crowd to tend to the other does.  I could see the ONE move out of the corner of my eye, move away from the herd.  At that point the cause was already lost.  In and out the barn we went until I decided I had to move on.  There were more animals to feed.

Just how do they know? It makes a person wonder, can they see the images in our brains? Seriously! They seem to sense our moods, our minds, our thoughts, and our movements mean everything to them.  And actually, I am very much aware of their movements as well.  Amazing animals they are!

By the way, the syringes full of wormer are ready.  I’ll catch them this evening when I distract them once again with feed.  Right?

From My Rose Garden

From My Rose Garden

Stopping and smelling the roses isn’t all about the lovely rose scent coming from the plants in the garden. 

As I grew older I began to realize that beauty was not just what a person could see.  And the most important things in life were not material things.  What is most important is people. 

The phrase stop and smell the roses is referring to the act of slowing down, relaxing, and enjoying what is really of value in our lives.

Have you ever been so busy, so worried about “things,” or just so engrossed in a particular matter, that you forgot to pay attention to yourself or a loved one?  The misguided focus one day soon grows into a week, a week grows into a month, and quickly an entire season passes.  It is not a good feeling when the reality of the missed time and focus becomes clear.

Out of love, I am reminding you to stop and smell the roses, and out of love, I am going to schedule deliberate time to do the most important things in life!

Thank you to my friends, my family, all of the wonderful people in my life!

Have a beautiful weekend!

I'm waiting...and waiting...and waiting..

I'm waiting...and waiting...and waiting...

I sit here each day, swishing my tail, patiently waiting.  I just know there will be a moment when that orange striped cat comes out of the goat lady’s truck bumper.  I just know it!

Spike The Boxer Dog
Spike The Boxer Dog

One short word – fun! Good UGLY fun!

The winners of a bar of honey oatmeal goat milk soap are:  Lynnanne and Gillian!
 
Lynnanne came so close with her comment, “It’s your boxer, laying on the couch…chin in the air…sleeping.”  And a lot of comments were very close.  So, I ended up printing the closest comments, cut them into strips, and then my husband drew the names.  Gillian’s comment, “It looks like a pug to me, laying upside down and playing.” 
 
Spike is one goofy screwball! He plays the upside down game almost every night, as he emits a sound unlike a cross between a hissing cat and the air brakes of a tractor trailer.  The big ugly lug! At least he looks better in the upright position. 
 
Vickie, I am glad I did not have a mouth full of coffee as I read your comment! “Looks like he could use some dental work-ha!” Oh yes, he has some terrible teeth.  Ha.  Or should I said, DID HAVE terrible teeth?!
 
Corrie said, “That, Mary, is an upside down toothless cat who is getting his tummy scratched! LOL.”  Ha ha ha!!!
 
Alix said, “I’m thinking upside down baby kitten yawning or looking to hookup with mama. Am I close?” No!!!! But then, Alix added, “My soap was stolen by my sister.  I need to win.” Sister Mo will never live that one down! By the way, Bob and I had a good giggle after I repeated the stolen soap story to him.
 
This was fun, and I will do it again!
 
Thank you to everyone for participating. 
 
The soap will be mailed tomorrow! Lynnanne, I almost have your address memorized.   Gillian, I will send an email to you today.
 
Next on the agenda…the story of the yellow cat in the truck bumper.  Animals, where would I be without them? Perhaps a bit more sane?
 
 
What is it? And What is it doing?

What is it? And What is it doing?

I started to title this the good, the pretty, and the ugly.  But then I decided to not post the pretty pictures today, instead, let’s have some really ugly fun!!
 
The two questions are:
 
1) What is it?  
AND
2) What is it doing?
 
The goal is to answer both questions correctly, or come as close as possible.  The person that can do so will receive a full sized bar of honey oatmeal goat milk soap, shipped free of charge.  
 
Keep in mind, this is a non-scientific contest.  If more than one person guesses correctly, I will throw the names of the correct commenters into a hat and draw one name as the winner.
 
Winning responses can only be made via comments to this blog post.
 
        The contest ends at noon (Eastern time), 8/19/09.
 
P.S. This is NOT a trick photo of any sort.  Have some ugly fun!
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