My biggest reason for blogging (aside from an overly optimistic and definitely unrealistic desire to attain some level of fame) is to maintain at least some of the writing skill I developed in college. Some days the writing is easy and I find myself weeping over my keyboard at how beautiful my words are, but other days, like today, the words and ideas just don’t come together. My sentences are about as poetic as the bag of garbage I need to take to the trash can and my thoughts are about as deep as . . . as . . . See? I can’t even think of an appropriate comparison. (Let alone the literary term for what type of comparison I’m looking for.) Sigh. Today the juices just aren’t flowing and it’s about time I stopped wasting time drafting and deleting posts. As a peace offering to the writing gods, here are some sweet pictures of the little people. Perhaps they can convince my muse to return.