What rain cannot wash away, are our memories and heart connections. The friendships we make in this virtual existence is by no means frivolous or vapid. They hold true, and they are as real as the rain soaked bygones of the past.
Happy weekend and welcome fellow lurkers… I come to you posed aloft a towering pillar of sculpty goodness overlooking a roaring, bubbling, rolling waterfall at Lost Island.
“Your greatest self has been waiting your whole life; don’t make it wait any longer.”