A Visit from St. Nicholas,
wood engraving signed R. Roberts,
New York Mirror, 1841.
Carnegie Mellon University.
Is it just my imagination or is blogging on the decline?
Going through my favourite's list, I am appalled at the number of people who have deleted their blogs -- their words gone like the ghosts of Xmas past. And the many (like myself) who post less frequently.
I hope it is a seasonal thing -- holidays demand much of one's time and effort. A troubled economy and a troubled world also suck time from contemplation and creation.
And as the light dies toward the solstice and darkness pads closer to our windows, there may be more who huddle scentless by their hearths and who, like me, fear another Winter of the Wolves.
Perhaps Twitter - which reminds me of nothing so much as those old contests demanding an entry of "twenty-five words or less" -- is a significant factor. I can see its facile attraction, though I have not (as yet) succumbed. One can slide on superficiality as on ice, only suggesting depths beneath.
As a light in the darkness, Jason as announced another Clarity of Night contest in January, with his usual evocative and stunning photo prompt.
May your mind soar like the image.