I have been going back and looking at my first attempts at blogging. I posted maybe 3-5 times before this year. Now the habit has been formed, and I blog regularly.
Here is my first post, written in my kitchen in my house on the wadi in Oman.
As this is my first attempt at blogging, I ended up posting my first blog entry to the comments section. I’ll figure it out the way I always seem to- by guess and try.
I am starting this from my country kitchen on the edge of a wadi and the foot of the mountains in Nizwa Oman. The spring bird migration seems to have started this morning, as the sky is full of birdsong. The heat is on- getting up to about 100 on this fine late March morning, but the ceiling fan in sufficing at the moment.
You’ll find my first post below in “comments”. It is a reply to Nicholas Kristof’s NYT column this morning (well, I think it was actually yesterday’s in the States) on boys not making it in schools.
Mostly I want to comment on both “Days” (it was “Son’s Day” the other day, and Water Day last week) and life in general in the early 21st century, from the perspective of a woman born in the first half of the last century.
Peace, in times of war.