Introvert With An Extrovert World

No one has to ask what I do with my time. These last few weeks I’ve hardly moved without writing a blog about it or taking a picture. And sometimes I’ve just taken pictures and written and hardly moved.  

Nearly everything in my backyard has been photographed now.

Pretty sunset. Snap. Snap. Manuscript I’m editing while outside. Snap. Bug on tree. Snap. Snap. Snap.

All to be posted on that most introverted place—the internet.

I’m a very private person. An introvert. Or so I thought. Snap. Snap.

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