Twenty-Twelve

 I follow a fair amount of blogs. Some are teacher blogs, mostly tech related.

  Others are farm blogs, mostly people with goats and llamas.

 Of course, I follow the blogs of people I know.  I also follow the blogs of people I don't know and don't even have similar interests.

 I follow one particular Mormon mommy blogger and there isn't anything about her life I want. I don't want to live in the city.  I don't want to only have posts about what place I went to eat at last.   And I certainly don't want to be a fashionista who wears mustard yellow tights.   I think I follow these blogs mostly so that I appreciate my life more.

I'd rather wear my insulated coveralls and take pictures of the same farm.

Day after day after day.

 Anyway, these blogs I follow have been posting their hopes for the new year as well as their favorite posts from the past year.

 I don't want to do either.

 Mostly because my posts all look very similar. 

 Dogs, goats, and landscapes with a bit of wildlife tossed in for good measure.

And, for better or worse, my hopes for 2012 are that things stay the same.

 Because what I had last year, I want to keep for the new year.

Maybe I will venture off the farm with my camera on occasion.

Maybe I will improve my skills as a photographer.

But I can guarantee you that you will still see plenty of the same old, same old.

And I think that is just how it should be.