So I was thinking...

When I wrote the "Why do we blog?" post I cranked it out at work during a break.  When a bee sting of a thought bothers me I just have to get it out.   In that short span of time I couldn't say why I blogged except to well, blog.  I found I didn't like that response and yet it seemed to be the truth.

As I read through the comments I could identify with every one's reason for blogging.  Then this morning as I was walking Chester I realized. 

I started blogging as a way to share my summer adventure.
I continued blogging because I was 'suppose' to.
I now blog because it's like getting a plate of cookies from the neighbor, you can't return it empty.

Most every day I stop by to see what is happening in your world, sometimes I comment if I feel I have something to add, sometimes I don't.  But most every day I stop by to see how you are doing.  If I didn't blog back, it would be like returning an empty plate.

Oh, and for Delia

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