Did Instagram, with it's quick, of-the-moment-photo capability and tidbit of wordy accompaniment kill it? Or is the season of life I find myself in- mother to a teen and almost teen, to blame?
There was a time when I had gobs of time. (Ironically I didn't think that I did.) I had full days when my car never left the garage. I chased small people around the house, kept them entertained, taught, loved, well fed and cared for. I took breaks to my computer and fell in love with blogging. It was 2008... a simpler time. (grin)
Flash forward to this past weekend. My man and I threw overnight gear for a few days into bags, told the kids to pack theirs, and with very little forethought, we piled into the car, crossed the border into Canada and spent three days adventuring, exploring, bike riding, cab hopping, and memory making in Vancouver, B.C., Canada.
Guess how many times I pulled out my camera. Like. Two times. I considered it many other times because there were so many cool shots I could have gotten and so many freeze frame moments I would have loved to capture...but we were so busy doing things. Things I didn't want to interrupt. We took a trolley, hopped off in Gastown for dinner at the Old Spaghetti Factory then wandered around by the famous steam clock and watched a bride and groom get photographed in front of it. I pulled out my camera for evening photos and the pure challenge of it, and came away with a few fun shots. The next day we rented bikes and then rode the seawall all around Stanley park and beyond. It was beautiful and the perfect September weather. There were so many amazing sights I could have stopped and photographed but I just didn't feel like it. After biking all day the hoodlums wanted to swim for almost three hours, then we had one of the most memorable dinners ever, at a fun restaurant. They swam again the next day before we headed home and had a birthday party with my extended family.
all of that fun and not feel much like photographing it.
When I chat about blogging with some of my other blogger friends, I am finding they are saying the same kinds of things. Our kids are getting older and (dare I admit it...) we're falling in love with Instagram, maybe just a little more than blogging these days. Some of the similar comments I hear from them when we have this conversation are that "it seems there are fewer people reading blogs, fewer bloggers hitting publish with regularity, and even fewer leaving comments." The connections made are wonderful and I have personally made a few life long friends that I would never have had the chance to meet if not for blogging. But, I have noticed the decline in the blog world as well and it makes me wonder... is blogging kind of becoming old news "out there?
I blog a lot less and I don't feel bad about it in the least. I do what works, when it works. When it feels like pressure or work I back far away and once it becomes fun again I jump back in. I don't think I'll ever quit completely but who knows. I also see and hear things constantly about comparisons and I know some people can't stand reading about someone's (seemingly) "perfect" life, (which of course is false but photos can say anything we want them to say, can't they?)
Has the polish dulled somewhat on the shiny blog world we see served up all over our computers and phones? I would love to know what your thoughts are on this topic.