Good morning from Claire Austin, my mug of tea, and the warm breeze blowing through the garden. The seasonal shift is happening, and I can feel it when I go out to water the flowers. Such a relief after summer's heat.
Speaking of seasonal shifts, did you see that @thisisjules started a new account over at @thisseasonalstory? I thought her explanation for why made a lot of sense. When you have a really old account (like mine, from 2012, or hers, from 2011), Instagram seems to limit your reach over time so you connect with fewer and fewer followers with each post. If you're here to have conversations and get to know people, it can be deeply frustrating when you're not able to do that. For someone like Jules, whose livelihood depends in part on her ability to do that, the consequences can be worse than just frustration.
Don't worry, gang, I'm not decamping for a new account. Just mulling over algorithms and the curious ways they work. I'll be sticking around here, because I've realized other accounts just don't feel like home to me. I got way more interaction over on @abeeinthebonnet, relatively speaking, but this account is where I feel free to be my whole self, imperfectly and joyfully and a bit awkwardly.
Hope you're having a great Sunday filled with whatever recharges you best for the week ahead.