a whole lot of nothing to say

I use to make a point of writing ten blogs a day

now I find myself searching for things to write about

I love pictures of beautiful things and I tend to let a picture pick my topic quite a bit of the time anymore

I could talk about my love of roses, but I know I have done that a time or two

I could talk about my love for Thomas Kincaid’s work, but I have written about that as well

I love the ocean

and the mountains

 but everyone who reads me know these things as well

My heart and soul belong to God and my family and I can only imagine that people get tired of reading those things as well.

so I am fresh out of what to write about.
Maybe I will take a break for a while.
🙂