My writing has been suffering because I am engrossed in genealogical research. After researching my family tree, I feel like Bilbo Baggins at his 111th birthday surrounded by his extended family and calling out their names, Bolgers, Tooks, Bracegirdles, Proudfoots, and all the rest. I don’t think any of my relations have hairy feet, but it will probably take me until my 111th to finish with the tree. Everytime I think I am coming to the end I find just a bit more. I imagine a reunion with all the different family names. I don’t think there are any Bracegirdles however, but you never know.
This reminds me of me shut away in my retreat searching for ancestors on my computer.
Stream of Consciousness Saturday is hosted by Linda G Hill. Today’s prompt is ‘hairy.’