What's in a name?

Am, at present, "moving house" in real life. Packing into cardboard boxes the collected detritus of memories, the flotsam washed in on the waves from a lifetime of experience.

Do I need it all .. that is the question. What book, what piece of paper, what letter from a lover long ago, what picture in a frame. Furniture and fripperies, small statues holding within them the memories of special people and events.

For how much are we held in bondage to the past?

Water girl

Have been experimenting with my photo manipulation program, trying to create images that might be suitable to replace the "standardised" ones that came with the template.

While I have had a look at the template, and found where the existing images are placed, the next trick is to figure out where and how to place them.

This, of course, is further complicated by the fact that this blog has yet to settle on a name, theme and style.