Adieu

Goodbye my friends.

After almost four years of weekly postings, Food For Thought is closing down.  This is the last entry.  The site will be up until the end of October when it will vanish into the Great Big digital ether.   Dad, you have this much time to make sure you've printed and archived all my entries.

Oh but it's been fun!

Food For Thought has grown from just two readers (Stan and my dad) in November  2005 to several hundred of you who are currently reading through Facebook, Plaxo and LinkedIn.  In the process, I have acquired a reputation as a blogger and my family has learned to worry about what might or might not be said about them on this site.  I have been writing articles for friends and businesses.  I've submitted stories to magazines and got my first acceptance a few months ago. 

Why stop now? 

It's time to give room to new ideas and new ways of seeing.  Food For Thought has been a collection of random thoughts about daily life.   My next project will be more focused.   If all goes well, in a few months I will be starting a new web site dedicated to the talents of ordinary people: the sculptors, coral growers, letterboxers, poets, musicians, paper doll artists,  cat lovers, ikebana masters and bakers among us.  I want to write about the dentist who turned photographer and the secretary who scribbled poetry under her desk.

I am toying with catchy names for the new site, making note of potential subject matter and will publish the new site as soon as it is up.

I am also avoiding browsing through the old Food For Thought entries, at least for now.  Four years is a long time.  If I keep looking back, I'll be too heartbroken to move forward.  Onward then.

A bientot.  See you soon.

Marie-Pierre

Comments

[Stan]

thanks for all your heart....I love you
stan

[Loulou]

Bon vent!! Cécile Poête !!

[Marie Pierre]

I wonder if the great big digital ether reads its code like this; oxoxoxoooxxx...or is it a series of those big black dots like what it says when you type your password in that little box...or is there a place in the digital ether that allows one to forget their password and still get in? Is Carl Jung in charge of the digital ether collecting information about the universal mind? les