There’s this great amorphous entity, the blogging community, its members in constant communication via their blogs and, less visibly, by email. Easy to fall into the illusion that we all occupy one space. Then, in a recent email to me, this sentence:
I just looked up from the screen to the window for a second to collect thoughts, and there was a mature bald eagle flying over the water. Always a beautiful sight.When I turn round from my screen to look out of the window, what I see is the house across the road against a greyish background.