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I hope to have my blog up and running by tonight. But, I am having to do battle with the new WordPress upgrade. First, it won't let me upgrade any plugins, new or old. I did have them all deactivated before installing the new WP. Then, WP insists it is not fully installed or has "failed to complete". But, it will not auto-install, just has yet more errors. Earlier today I had just a blank page instead of any blog at all. But, that turned out to be a plugin with an allergic reaction. I deleted a bunch of plugins and tested those I kept. That seems to have been the fix for that. I am still having error notes from WordPress about the installation for 3.0. I changed to the basic WP theme instead of my usual Thesis. I deactivated all the plugins again. I tried a fix for the missing directory issue (thanks to Ben who gave me the information and link in the WP support forums). But, that did not fix the problem. I still have the error about missing the directory when I try to auto-install or upgrade anything. This has sucked up most of my day today, but for the odd break to make coffee, dinner and play a card game. I wish I had not installed the new version of WP. I usually wait till they fix a few bugs. I never like being part of the pack anyway. Tonight, in a few minutes, I am going to reinstall WP 3.0 from my ftp and skip the auto stuff that seems to be tying itself into a pretzel at my expense. To say I am not impressed with the new WordPress right now is like making a sandcastle during a tornado, pretty unlikely. Update: While watching Doctor Who on the Space channel I manually uploaded the files for WP3.0 and then deleted a few odds and ends and now... IT IS ALL WORKING! Would I do this again? Heck no.
It`s a sad thing to explore an abandoned site and find what is left of a garden. Once planned out, nurtured now vacated and forgotten. Sometimes there isn`t much left to ever know it had been a garden. Only the perennials and a few biennials (which grow from their own seeds) can stand fast against the wild and ready weedsé native plants. In Spring it is usually the bulbs like daffodils which I see. Now it is the time of the iris and the daylily. I often take a photo of the abandoned garden. I don`t always post them to my Flickr account or the Ontario Rural Ruins group I started for rural exploring. There isn`t all that much to really see. I think, having been there, the photos have more meaning to me than someone who can only see a flower or two and not visualize the abandoned garden the way I saw it at the time. Write about an abandoned garden. What grows there, what used to grow there and what might the fate of it be? Flickr: Neglected Friends Flickr: Abandoned Gardens Flickr: Weeds in the Pavement Flickr: Overgrowth Flickr: Nature Prevails Flickr: Nature Will Out Flickr: Nature Laughs Last Flickr: Reclaimed by Nature Flickr: Land Reclaimed by Nature Flickr: Wildness - The Edge of Nature - About living on the edge of nature.
A song is stuck in my head this morning. I don't even know which group it comes from or the correct title. The only lines circulating in my mind are about a message in a bottle and "a year has passed since I wrote my note". If you were on a deserted island and decided to write a note and throw it into the ocean in a tightly corked bottle, what would the note say? You have enough paper and ink to write more than just the location you assume you are in. Who would you address the note to? What would you say to whoever picked it up out of the ocean or from the beach somewhere? If a year passed, would you still have hope someone would find your note?
“When you are describing A shape, or sound, or tint; Don't state the matter plainly, But put it in a hint; And learn to look at all things With a sort of mental squint” - Lewis CarrollAnother way of saying "show don't tell" but I think it goes further than that. It is easy enough to say what you mean but more interesting to just hint at it. Keeping meaning clear but not keeping it stated the tried and true, same old way.