31 Days of Green Acres- Day One

Welcome!

This post below is the first of a 31 Day Series.

For other entries please click on the links below.

31 Days to Green Acres - Day 2

31 Days to Green Acres - Day 3

31 Days of Green Acres - Day 4 (well, not really)

31 Days of Green Acres - Day 5

31 Days of Green Acres - Day 6 

31 Days to Green Acres - Day 7

31 Days to Green Acres - Day 8

31 Days of Green Acres - Day 9

31 Days of Green Acres - Day 10

31 Days of Green Acres - Day 11

31 Days of Green Acres - Day 12

31 Days of Green Acres - Day 13

31 Days of Green Acres - Day 14

31 Days of Green Acres - Day 15

31 Days of Green Acres - Day 16

31 Days of Green Acres - Day 17

31 Days of Green Acres - Day 18

31 Days of Green Acres - Day 19

31 Days of Green Acres - Day 20

31 Days of Green Acres - Day 21

31 Days to Green Acres - Day 22

31 Days to Green Acres - Day 23

31 Days to Green Acres - Day 24

31 Days to Green Acres - Day 25

31 Days to Green Acres -Day 26

 

I'm actually afraid to start typing.  Because if I do, I'll keep adding words, ideas will build, and at the end I'll click "publish".  That, my friends, is terribly unnerving as I'm about to join in a blogging adventure initiated by The Nester in which I will attempt to post for 31 days in a row.  The goal is to write brief but targeted posts and since I've been so absent here lately, why not do a cliff dive and decide to just free fall into either epic success or dismal failure?  What could possibly go wrong?

Liberty Farm is the topic and I've got maybe 5 days worth of material loosely formed in the gray matter.  Ah hah, now you understand don't you?  Although I've thought about it, I've not planned ahead sufficiently, and there's that niggling phrase that began as a helpful whisper but is now pretty much an irritating jingle - "She who fails to plan, plans to fail."  Yup, that's me, the planning failer.

But, I've got a little secret - I "perform" reasonably well under pressure.  In fact, it's often my most effective motivator.  Furthermore, I'm pretty sure the blog police (could exist, maybe not, I've heard it both ways...), don't have their eyes on me, and what's the worst thing that could happen if I mess up or get derailed?

So, I'm gonna try.  My greatest concern is that I might frustrate you, the most valuable part of this blog - my reader.  But, you're not like that are you?  You is good, you is kind, and you're ok with me trying, right?

The kettle's on.  The mugs are clean.  Coffee or tea - your choice.  The door is open.

Won't you come on down to the farm?