One Tiny House
Oct 4th, 2007 by lisa
I’ve just returned from running around the blogoshere, clicking through blogrolls and comments, following the trail wherever it led me.
God, there are so many of us out there!
So many individual souls, sharing their thoughts, ideas, photos, dreams, rants and mumblings.
On the blogging landscape you will find mansions and hovels, fortresses and castles, shopping malls, business, galleries, theaters, humble homes, gardens, quiet places of meditation and amusement parks. There are institutions of higher learning, and galleries of talking cats. It’s an amazing world of megabytes and mega pixels, guaranteed to entertain, frustrate, cajole, mesmerize and bore you to tears.
I’m amazed by it, and a bit overwhelmed. I wonder why I even bother to continue with my own. Mine is just a tiny little house, on an immense landscape that seemingly goes on forever. A tiny little house, with one cat in the window and a small garden of little consequence.
But that’s just it. It’s mine. It’s my little space where I can share whatever random thought passes through my head, or whatever bug, flower, tree or teapot that I find with my camera lens, that amuses or amazes me.
If no one came to visit, I’d still do it. It may be one tiny house, but it is still part of the greater landscape. It’s part of something much larger than itself. It’s one tiny point on a Seurat masterpiece. It’s one tiny synapses in the growing collective mind of the blogoshpere.
Isn’t that reason enough?
This is great, I think I’m going to link to it. I love the analogy with a Seurat masterpiece. Here’s to synapses!
I like your tiny house.
A few months ago I was on my laptop at the shop writing a post. One of my business neighbors popped her head through the door and asked what I was doing, so I told her. Of course, she didn’t quite understand what blogs are about, so I explained that too. I told her there are millions of blogs on the internet. She then asked how we find each other. My response was “right place, right time.” She didn’t seem to understand. I asked her to think of all the millions of people on the planet and how we manage to connect with the people we meet…right place, right time. I still don’t think she quite grasped the concept.
*knock, knock* I’m tapping on the door of you little house to tell you… I’ve tagged you for a meme.
Lisa, thanks for the lovely blogging landscape metpahor. It is entirely apt and very evocative. Suddenly I understand why I carry on with this crazy activity - actually, truth be told, I think I’m addicted to blogging. Would I do it even if no one read my blog? Yes, almost certainly, in the sure knowledge that someone would come knocking on my blog’s front door.
I’m going to write a short post linking here.