Third bloggiversary

It's time for my annual appraisal of Tenseness which, this year, sees the anniversary fall on Friday the thirteenth. I acknowledge that anyone not appreciating my style of writing may consider the whole blog to be a horror story, but I'll let that pass and say that the supposed unlucky day does not hold any particular significance for me.

Other than that I was born on a Friday the thirteenth. Explains a lot, eh?

According to the interweb, the fear of this day is known as either paraskevidekatriaphobia or friggatriskaidekaphobia, which, if nothing else, has freaked the heck out of my spell checker. I find this most comforting.

Returning to the inconsequential posting statistic, I will have to admit that, at times during the past year, it has been a bit of a slog blog. But I did set myself the challenge to clock up one hundred posts during 2011. That's 'clock up', if you haven't got your reading specs on. Yes, it's another meaningless milestone, but for someone who's not a daily blogger, I thought it a reasonable target to aim for, something that was "do-able" but not a pushover.

For a wildlife blogger, the need to be outdoors to gather source material is a given, so any interruption to the flow of input will be a problem. Inevitably, Life sometimes gets in the way of such things, so it's important to seize the opportunities when they come along. I've managed to fit in a few more rants than usual during the last twelve months, as well as committing to uncomfortable subjects that brought forth... er, views. But I am heartened by the fact that whenever the Muse has taken her leave, there has always been someone around, or in the blogosphere, who can provide inspiration. Sometimes with a single word.

Thanks for being there, folks.

(But why do I put two Gs in 'bloggiversary', but only one G in 'blogosphere'? Consistent in my inconsistency, eh?)