And so it begins

I've never had a blog, never thought about blogging, never wanted to blog. But there are many times that I think to myself, gee, that's an amazing quote, or that's an amazing photo, and I would like to share it with everyone.

SO

I'm going to give this a try.

I would give you a quote from the book I am reading currently, but that might put you to sleep. "Scraping By," a book on wage labor, slavery and survival in early Baltimore. A book read NOT for pleasure, but for a ridiculous (supposed) women's history course. Scarlett is enjoying it though, because the 120 (!!) pages I am required to read tonight means she gets to stay curled up on my lap for hours, while Clark wanders aimlessly around the house, occasionally walking up to me, woofing (a small bark), then returning near the kitchen to stare at the refrigerator, tuck his tail, and look nervous.

Call me crazy, but something about that makes me feel quite unsafe.

Oh clark.