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… then your daughter bakes you a chocolate cupcake and all is well with the World. (Taken with instagram)

… then your daughter bakes you a chocolate cupcake and all is well with the World. (Taken with instagram)

Crisp and clear in early November. (Taken with instagram)

Crisp and clear in early November. (Taken with instagram)

The hills are turning. (Taken with instagram)

The hills are turning. (Taken with instagram)

Autumn. (Taken with instagram)

Autumn. (Taken with instagram)

Pear tree and pelargonium. (Taken with instagram)

Pear tree and pelargonium. (Taken with instagram)

One new flower amongst the faded. (Taken with instagram)

One new flower amongst the faded. (Taken with instagram)

For you.
With love.

For you.

With love.

There comes a point in every day when you are best just to step away.

I took that crappy pic of 16’s baking today because the brownie was gorgeous and it sort of pleased her that I liked it enough to post a stupid pic on a stupid blog.

I’ve been doing this stupid blog for quite some time now. Way back in those dim and distant days there were many fewer users and those whom I followed were closer to my age, mostly. They also tended to be creative people.

For whatever reason someone in Tumblr decided to stick the food tag on the brownie post and it has been reblogged like crazy ever since. As some of you know I’m one of those pains who gets in touch with anyone who reblogs a picture and asks them to remove it. I have no desire to see everything blogged and reblogged to death. Unfortunately Tumblr is probably the worst platform since there is no option to stop the reblog feature and even if there was the idea that people can just post anything they like from anywhere they like has become far too ingrained.

Let me make something clear, I am making absolutely NO claims to any degree of skill. I suppose my nature is more one of, I’ll decide what I share and with whom, I don’t like anyone else making that decision for me. That goes for my everyday life as much as online.

I suppose it is naive to think that people will honour the requests made, whether they agree with them or thing they are sensible or biased or anything else.

I have, as those who follow me know, two teenagers, one young adult and one about to be teenager of my own. I am fully aware that it is pointless trying to discuss or reason with them when they are determined to stick to their opinion. They are still in that wonderful life stage where they know everything and where the weight of their opinion far out-weighs that of anyone else.

So now a few kids have decided that my photos are crappy (I agree) but that my asking that they NOT be reblogged makes them far game to prove their point.

Frankly I’m tired and fed up with this. Tumblr is no longer the site it was when I joined Feb. 2009.

I won’t make any rash actions because I know as soon as I hit the delete button I will regret it and I’ll never find everyone again should I try to return.

This has already got FAR too long. However I fail to see much use for a site where basic common decency has become obsolete. I have to decide to I want to continue as it is or not. At the moment I am at not. There are plenty of other outlets for sharing that seem to be less open to others just doing as they like regardless of what you ask. I’m too old to be dealing with kids online, I use the internet to get a break from my own kids, I can argue rights, wrongs and semantics with them should I wish.

Have a good night, the one or two brave souls who read to the end. 

Even we get the odd night off.

It’s respite night, hurrah!

The boys are out and Hub’s not home yet, it’s just 16 and I.

Send help.

I'll admit, I am a little proud.

21 got his degree results today. 

Well done sweetheart, you’ve worked hard, you deserve it.

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