I had to think for a while. Or better: feel. Recover from a (mild) shock.
Then I came to the conclusion that it would be mad to let one person not only rain on my parade, but stop me doing something I love.
I talk of writing.
So I'll take a deep plunge and meet (the rest of) my friends again.
Happy to meet you!
(The Pegasus is a photo I took from the window of the Alte Nationalgalerie Berlin; the the open-air bath is in Wantlitz, Brandenburg).
Hello, Britta! Yes, do what you love. Other people's opinions are irrelevant.
ReplyDeleteI got it now, your comment, Boud, you were right about Google's attempt to place it into the spam box! Thank you!
DeleteAnd yes: one should follow one's interests and not try to please everyone - I see my problem, and try to work on it (since decades). .
I'm so pleased to meet you. I have heard wonderful things about you. I look forward to getting to know you better.
ReplyDeleteOh thank you, Emma, this is so sweet!
DeleteHappy to meet you. To meet you, happy. (Bruce Forsyth)
ReplyDeleteWow, that was a great quote, Tasker - I looked up Bruce Forsythe (found out that I knew his face), and thanks to Wiki I even learned more: "and great-great-great-great-grandfather William Forsyth (1737–1804) was a founder of the Royal Horticultural Society and the namesake of the plant genus Forsythia.[7]" Ain't life interesting?
ReplyDeleteYou've taught me something there.
DeleteThe actual phrase was "Nice to see you, to see you nice". It is a "chiasmus" which is a powerful rhetorical structure, like President Kennedy's: "Ask not what your country can do for you; ask what you can do for your country."
A lesson in putting the focus away from the "I" to reality (though perceived by the I) - and vice versa.
DeleteHow can anyone try and stop you from writing? They should be ashamed of themselves.
ReplyDeleteThank you, dear Helen! If I think it through it were in the last consequence myself who stopped me - angry and hurt by an Internet user I decided to use my time differently. But then I started to miss you all!
DeleteFly, Pegasus, fly.
ReplyDeleteDear Joanne - thank you! I love Pegasus and am on the look-out for it everywhere.
DeleteI wonder if my comment landed in spam?
ReplyDeleteDear Boud, the spam- department is really tricky and I often forget to have a look at it. But I think/hope that I find your kind comments always.
DeleteLovely to see you here Britta and thanks for stopping by and wishing my Bob well. We've been going through a lot and not finished yet. Fingers crossed he'll get good news after the follow up procedure expected to be done asap. Tired of hospital trips - they are truly exhausting.
ReplyDeleteHave a perfect weekend dear friend - it's a big holiday here, Memorial Day, plus my daughter's birthday so cake and ice cream on the menu. I'm not counting calories this weekend!
Hugs - Mary
Dear Mary, I am so glad to hear from you! Hospital trips are really exhausting - I have a good friend in Berlin , she suddenly has to care for her brother who suffers from two strokes - so very very much to do added to sorrow and hope.
DeleteMemorial Day and your daughter's birthday: such a great combination! And you deserve to enjoy cake and ice cream - we need uplifting things in these times! Hugs - Britta
Dearest Britta, how lovely to meet you again! I did read this and was puzzled by your cryptic tale but pleased you are in control of your own creative space here. I just asumed this past while for you to be "Gon out, Backson. Bisy, Backson", and I guess you were in a way :)
ReplyDeleteYes, dear Pip, it was "cryptic" indeed.
DeleteI had remembered Joann'e advice - her mother had told her that one should only say something nice, or keep one's mouth shut if "nice" is no option - but it went wrong: one blogger was deeply offended by my silence (during which I bit a few times into the oak of an old cupboard) - and though that person in olden days was very - mmh, let's say: bluntly outspoken to others - the self had a very sensitive soul - and left in a hurry. But I recovered, and am now fine again.