Very well said my friend. I know that I couldn't have done this whole writing and art-ing thing here without her bright beacon and loud cheerleading. Today her family is celebrating her life, and she never

We might be pure eternal consciousness. If we are consciousness, it could be that our purpose in life is to allow our immeasurable selves (consciousness) a biological manner with which to partake in this

Thanks brandt, yeah I've been away a while too, I managed to tag a few of the old gang here like you, but with this unhappy news. She was also the first real interaction I had here, and she instantly made

Thank you- I'm still having trouble even believing this post is real, just so unexpected. She touched our lives, that's for sure.

Thank you. Yes it felt like out of nowhere to me, she was young.

Yes I was a mess yesterday, trying to type through a blur of tears. I didn't get a lot of details, but as I understand it, her heart simply gave out.

I'm still in shock here, still thinking 'whhaat'. She may be thinking the same, I don't think anyone expected this.

Yes she would get a kick out of hearing you say 'a proper lady', but she knows it's true.

Way too soon, no doubt. Thanks for your thoughtful words, and I guess we'll catch back up to her when the time is right.

Same here, she was the first friend I made back then on Steemit. A good soul.

Yes quite a punch indeed. I was also planning to go see her and the gang this year. Thanks for your kind words, Clayboyn.

It was around the pipes in my kitchen that I tightly packed in a few bits of steel wool, never saw a rodent again in that apartment. I've been doing well, and it's really nice to see you too. I enjoy reading

If you know how they get inside the pump house, those entrances can possibly be plugged with wads of steel wool. The varmints won't or can't chew through it, and it's flexible enough to stuff into cracks

You'll need to tape those joints and corners! Down here, they call drywall 'sheetrock'. I don't mess with it anymore, and in fact I tell new painters to never learn how to hang sheetrock or float mud,

I bet it's already winter up there, but yeah I'm about to be wintered up down in these subtropics, so I'll probably see you, here. (Man, that sentence is all over the place! Up, down, here, there, all

I'll have to try that post-7-day vote, good to know. I don't remember your comment I upvoted, but I admit to creeping around and upvoting some things that amused me. I miss this shit too, it's cool to

Hey! This is as good as any upvote; it's nice to hear from you. I recently read this one myself, after I sent a link to my page to an old friend who wondered what I've been up to. Don't know if they saw

In the autumn it seems like the yellow jackets are attracted to outdoor trash cans, and anything nearby those cans. As an experiment, I studied the photos, and both pictures where the bees attacked had

This reminds me of a painting that I finished just today! ;) The child's kingdom (as I've heard it called) is attainable at any age. With the past long gone, and the future only imaginary, all that is

Hey! I was just yelling at my shoes and decided to look in here for help, and here's this! (shoes are in the other room now) This last few years has allowed a lot of people to reveal their true nature.