Monday I did not do anything Mohawk Valley-ish. I worked a ten hour day and watched a DVR’d episode of Castle. Then I went to bed early to get ready for another ten hour day on Tuesday. Steven took care of the dog walking and garden watering chores to be done. This did not bode well for my blog.
The other day I was reading the blog of a friend of mine, Megan McCoy Dellacese. Her post was titled “Sentence Fragments.” It was pretty cool. Incomplete sentences gave kind of a mosaic picture of her life at the moment. I thought about stealing the idea: after all, plagiarism is the sincerest form of flattery. Unfortunately, I rarely write in sentence fragments. Well, sometimes. (get it?) Anyways, this blog isn’t about my life per se, but about my life in the Mohawk Valley.
The only business I’ve patronized in the last couple of days is the Citgo where I gassed up. Not distinctly local. (ooh, there’s a sentence fragment) I have observed the truism about Mohawk Valley weather: if you don’t like the weather, wait five minutes. I work facing a window, and I watched the sunlight brighten and dim. My bunions keep promising rain, but apparently they are not reliable. Fine Mohawk Valley bunions I have!
In a recent post titled “This n That” I seem to recall finding I could go on for some time while having absolutely nothing to say. I am not observing that phenomenon tonight. All I can do is apologize. I said I would post every day for a year, so here is today’s. I will try again tomorrow.
Mohawk Valley Girl 
I rarely write in fragments, either, but find that sometimes I have juuuuuust that little to talk about. 😉 Thanks for mentioning it!
A day in your life, …it’s ok to blog about that. The fun you have with writing happens after you give yourself permission to write junk. Not that that was junk…just sayin’.