First Ever Post

April 23, '08--Just After Earth Day

I realized something. I wanted a blog.

I read about Nicanor David Jr., A.K.A. Badjay. His blog has been published in a second book, "Mga Kwento ng Batang Kaning Lamig". And, I remembered the 91-year-old blogger who had so many white hairs--note that white hairs are magic; it is like spring time when flowers unload their burden to the world, and open up their souls to the earth, much like the white hairs reflecting life's stress and obstacles. She was still blogging. She can type!

Unfortunately, I cannot.

The one typing up my blog is my granddaughter. She's a typist--with all the down time on the computer, with her 'novel' on the works, I think she'll be able to handle my little request. My granddaughter, let's call her andromeda, is my partner-in-crime. I have edited this portion since she wants to remain anonymous to those that don't know her, she prefers to be called a galaxy. Go figure.

The cosmos is a great unchartered adventure. I want my granddaughter to live up her dreams--and part of those dreams are mine as well. We share this secret; I'll tell you discretely of my little dune made by my pride's wind--it is of a place red like the sun and oak wise. There are rivulets that are drawn to the springs, then, the waters rush to the turning churning river out to the open sea. People bear witness to knowledge there. And, play warned that words about my dreamed place might be false facade for true words within--meanings underline those words, to say the least, it is a secret I mean to keep.

Oh... such a long post already.

I've already given you quite the drabble.

My life is old like wine. So drink from my blog the fruits of my years, and the things you already know but choose to ignore.