Friday, November 6, 2009

Come Out, Come Out, Wherever You are.....

Yesterday a self-avowed long time lurker came out to leave a comment and for that I'm very grateful. I love to hear from everyone.

I'll have to admit that in the beginning I didn't understand lurking. Perhaps it's because I can barely keep my mouth shut, either in person or in print. Sometimes it seems like I can't get the words out fast enough and the thought of reading along without weighing in with my opinion was totally foreign to me.

But lately I've been trying to tone myself down a bit and there's a lot to be said for observing and contemplating without comment. There's also the problem of time. When your blogroll begins to run in the triple digits, something's got to give and usually it's commenting.

I do love to consider different viewpoints but have found that mostly we share common concerns and goals.

I'm grateful for everyone who takes time out of their busy lives to spend some time here. The visitors are the energy that drives the engine here on the prairie.

27 comments:

Stickhorsecowgirls said...

Observe without comment? Pshaw!! So hard! C

Susan said...

I love it when a lurking makes a short comment. It is like...WOW. You are hear afterall.

Owens Family Adventures said...

I know that for myself it would be really really hard to leave a comment on all the blogs I read. Triple digits for sure! :) Also, I usually catch up on blogs at night....in bed...while the hubby is asleep next to me and if I started typing it would wake him up.
Hugs and Delurking!! hahahaha
dawn

Thirkellgirl said...

I'm here every morning, even if I don't comment!

cityfarmer said...

I love seeing u pop up on my sidebar ... and usually I pop right over to be noz-y ... didn't you see me lookin in the kitchen window?

from what I've been told in emails, i, too have a lot of lurker-s ... kinda fun in a secret kinda way

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PamKittyMorning said...

You know me and my crappy commenting. Sometimes you just have to comment, sometimes everyone before you has said it all.

Therese said...

I'm a lurker...I think part of it for me is finding it hard to start commenting on a well-estabished blog where the writer has a lot of bloggy friends and not wanting to intrude.

StefRobrts said...

I think I've commented here maybe once or twice. Usually by the time I read the post someone else has already said what I was thinking :) I really enjoy your blog, whether I say anything or not, I read it every day!

Sarah - Kala said...

What Therese said is usually the same for me. I comment here now and again, but I check so many blogs it's hard to stop and comment all the time. You know I love your blog! I come by and enjoy it daily.

Jules said...

Here I am. :) I've been reading your posts for quite awhile. I don't know if I have ever commented, but I sure enjoy what you write.
Even my husband has to pull comments out of me - I am quite opposite of the stereotypical verbose woman.

Dodie said...

I love to read what you have to say about your community as I am sure you live very close to Sherwood Farms home of my niece and Rockford, my sister's home.
There is a forest joining their place on the north, forget the name. Keep me posted.

LDF said...

I have to admit I lurk more than I comment on most of the blogs I read. I'm shy. Really I am!

Kathleen H said...

Ok, you got me...I am an every day "lurker". I really enjoy your blog, especially our Monday Morning Staff Meetings. I did comment once. Since I don't have a blog I feel a bit shy.
Your Indiana Neighbor
Kathleen H

RC said...

another lurker here... I have purchased one of your aprons and have made your laundry soap! I tend to gush and blabber so try to keep quiet. But HEY! I'm here and I loves ya

Jody Blue said...

I ALWAYS have something to say, and am amazed that even when my mouth is tired my fingers take right over!

vicki archer said...

So true - commenting does fall by the way as blogs grow in momentum. I like to comment only because I like to join in and be seen - My wish is that I have more time to be everywhere.. xv

Lisa said...

I do comment from time to time. Even though I don't comment on every post, I make it a point to read your posts. They are always thoughtful and interesting :)

Far Side of Fifty said...

Hey! I have been here a time or two..I was just going through my bookmarked blogs to see what is happening out there.. Sometimes I just must leave a comment..
I think I must have bookmarked you some time ago. Those pancakes looked really yummy..even the dark edges:)

lifeinredshoes said...

AMEN!

Lily said...

Hey, I miss your post today.

Hope everything is o.k. and you are busy with something nice and share it with us later.

Cathy ~ Tadpoles and Teacups said...

I've been AWOL from blog-land too long! But I usually leave a comment when I stop by.

StitchinByTheLake said...

I'm right there with you Suzanne. I love the comments, but confess to having to curtail what I have to say because I'm reading so darn many blogs! blessings, marlene

Bobbie said...

I just dont have anything to say. I just love to read

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