Space is heavy. Neutron star crust modeled at being a billion times stronger than steel....gotta get me summa dat stuff!
Phorid flies make ants into baby-feeding zombies. Glad nothing is going to eat my brain and hatch outta my head...that would be tough to handle....
While walking down 6th street, (across the street from the Must/Condon/Heathcock/Rank towerhouse) one of many weird streets in Morgantown, I passed some stairs that led past some pines to an old ladies' house which I had visited a few years ago. My neighbors knew this lady, who lived alone, and the time spent in her home was just plain awesome (I'll never forget the almost holographic picture of Jesus standing on the earth, specifically North America, and staring with arms outstretched.) If my memory works well her name was Edna, and she was in her nineties (90's) or late eighties (80's)? She captivated us with humorous stories and keen wit, likely enjoying our company even more than we enjoyed hers. Ah, nice memories***FFwd to a few weeks ago****I looked up to find that her house was gone....for how long, I don't know, but the stairs ended in dirt, where a house once stood, revealing the distant tan vinyl siding of a fairly new apartment complex...likely the fate of the property that Edna had lived on. Bet those trees don't live much longer.
Goodbye Edna, and goodbye to Morgantown; thanks for the plethora of experiences and lessons.
A final mini van loaded to the brim left Motown bound for less leafy trees and a cool basement to put a few years worth of houseware and "junk" down for a little nap.
Mo was quick and handy with turning kitchen contents into boxes, what a wizard, that boy! House plants and all made it home safe today.
Take a gander at an aprtment lived in and then.....
C Bizzy likes it here better without the clutter: "It's like Grandma's house, minus the perfectly hung pictures." And the candy bowl...
(A devil got into the kitchen shot quite by accident)
One of the last sunsets seen from the 2868 stairwell!
Nature-filler to keep you from contracting urbanitis.... ~~~*~~~
In other news, The White Room has been fleshing itself a bit more each micro-millenia, and if you are in Thomas, WV, then you ought to stop in and check out the local artistry and pin-mania. For real people, these kids (well, a few?) feed themselves on pin profits! Feed more artists! Reminds me of an event there soon:
SATURDAY MAY 23rd, 5-8PM at The White Room.....Wine and Cheese party with music..."Excessively fancy dress...."
Oh, how much for that whitebike in the window!
We're talking books, pottery, paintings, handmade jewerly, pinspinspins, knit pouches and hats, etc....
Snapped Max "Dubstyley" Dubansky shredding up Marilla Park after the Motown Farmers' Market, which he supplies some of the best much needed local produce at.
Be well now.
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