Circling to Settle in

I feel a bit like any dog we’ve ever had. Coming to a potential napping spot, indoors or out, there’s typically a lot of circling–once, twice, sometimes more–before finally having the sense that this is exactly the right place.

So I’ve gotten up from one place that just didn’t seem quite right, and am not yet ready until I circle a few more times to say the blog layout and color scheme and pages are right and I can settle in.

Beware shifting templates and riptides.

Maybe it’s more like a plastic surgery make-over. I can’t settle on my metaphor here. So shoot me.

That said, please let me know if any of the new bits don’t work for you or if the page is slow to load or you have any other issues or comments for change.

Maybe it’s just that sometimes a little liposuction and collagen filler give us the sense that we’re starting over with a new body.

Nothing wrong here that a little digital botox can’t take care of.  We’ll be in the recovery room for a while and back on the wide screen with a tummy tuck and bee-stung lips soon enough.


About fred

Fred First holds masters degrees in Vertebrate Zoology and physical therapy, and has been a biology teacher and physical therapist by profession. He moved to southwest Virginia in 1975 and to Floyd County in 1997. He maintains a daily photo-blog, broadcasts essays on the Roanoke NPR station, and contributes regular columns for the Floyd Press and Roanoke's Star Sentinel. His two non-fiction books, Slow Road Home and his recent What We Hold in Our Hands, celebrate the riches that we possess in our families and communities, our natural bounty, social capital and Appalachian cultures old and new. He has served on the Jacksonville Center Board of Directors and is newly active in the Sustain Floyd organization. He lives in northeastern Floyd County on the headwaters of the Roanoke River.

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