This Must Be the Place

It took me a while, but I finally shot some photos of Blogging Central, at the prompting of Pony Girl. She came up with a fun idea to show each other where we are when we send out our messages into the blogosphere. Many of you have shown us well-appointed offices, with beautiful desks and chairs. I have a confession to make. I have no office. I use an iBook G4 laptop computer, and where I am is where I write.

So, most of the time, it’s on the coffee table in the living room. Sorry if it’s a bit dark, but the photo was taken around 6 am. I write either early in the morning or late at night when all the two-legged family members are asleep. I have three writing assistants or muses.



My faithful doggo, Pepper.



My orange boy, Velcro, who is on duty at the window watching for wild turkeys in the front yard.



And B.K., aka Black Kitty, camera-shy and ready to assist Mr. Velcro if any turkeys come in through the window.

There’s no chair, only my comfy couch, with books piled around me. We had a zero growth policy for books around here. If one came in, one had to go out. I’ve let it slide for a while, but looking at this photo, I’m thinking of enforcing it again. If anyone else was awake, I’d have them take a picture of me on the couch, but I guess you’ll just have to imagine me wearing my cowgirl pajama pants and an “Ivercare Because I Care” t-shirt with a blue horse on it.



It all reminds me of one of my favorite Talking Heads songs called “This Must Be The Place”:

“Home is where I want to be
Pick me up and turn me round…
The less we say about it the better
Make it up as we go along
Feet on the ground
Head in the sky
It’s okay I know nothing’s wrong…”