For a while, “Next Blog” took Lull readers to poets, writers, and artists. I felt honored.
Then the featu
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At first, the voters for random seemed to win out. Now, not so much.
However, there are days when one blog after another is a homeschooling Christian Mom, none of which I am. Two days ago, one blog after another was a knitter or wool-worker. While I’ve certainly considered relearning how to knit, and while I adore those little felted creatures like the one pictured here from Amelia Santiago, that’s as close as I’ve come to the doing or the having.
So now I wonder: What does Google know about me that I don’t? Who am I?
Only Google knows for sure.
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