It’s that awkward moment when you realize this is your best chance to get your Saturday post on Saturday, yet you can think of nothing to write about nor have you any of your adventure books handy. Adventure Books (yes, I like it better when I capitalize both. I believe I have never used the phrase in the blog) are the cute little blank books I buy when I see them cheap. I sometimes start to use them for a specific purpose, which usually peters out, and often end up carrying one or another with me when I go adventuring. I realize I should use one, fill it, then move on to the next, but anybody who expects such organizational miracles from me is doomed to disappointment.
At wine tastings, the pourers are often surprised and delighted when I start taking tasting notes. Taking random notes is also comforting when I am out alone or bored waiting someplace. I try never to leave without a notebook or at least an adventure book.
OK, so I guess this post started as a Slacker Saturday then went to babbling on about my writing habits. I’d better throw in a picture to make things look good.
A fun memory!
Here is an adventure I definitely took notes about: a ride on Richfield Springs Scenic Railway. This, of course, is my late lovely husband Steve. So now I have also given a shout-out to an area attraction. I wonder if I can link to their website so readers can check them out.
Looks like it worked!
Mohawk Valley Girl 