The year of endless change...

The other day, fiendishly ready for some delicious Nepalese food from my favorite restaurant, Ghorka Palace, I drove up to the big city of Minneapolis from my hideout amidst the sedges and silver maples of the Mississippi River valley.

I was planning to meet with @kommienezuspadt for the kind of lunch buffet that gives one dreams of the sort I have not experienced since the pre-covidian era, but alas... sadly, they decided to cancel the buffet, citing staffing issues.

Well, it was soul-crushing in a first-world problem sort of way, but I pressed my pedal to the metal and headed up to rendezvous with @kommienezuspadt all the same. We ended up at a reliable little Indian restaurant called Himalaya, where we dined on pakoras and curry and naan until I was, predictably, over full.

We swapped stories of our latest adventures, and misadventures in crypto-land and @kommienezuspadt asked me... "Why aren't you posting on Hive?"

Well, truth be told I've been planning to make a Hive comeback for a while now and mentioned as much to @ignacioarreses who was looking for some Hive buddies at the time.

https://twitter.com/brandonlovejoy/status/1376708739160494082?s=20

- brandonlovejoy

But, life has been dangling these carrots in my field of view, and... well, like some amnesiac cartoon character on a human-sized hamster wheel, I've kept on chasing them. I think I'm all chased out now, and... if you'll have me, I think I'll rest here a while, process a bit of the madness with you, and rediscover my... (ahem) voice.

It's been two years since I returned from my winter sabbatical within the Sangre de Cristo Mountains of New Mexico, journeyed back to Minnesota, and last shared my musings here on Hive after a warm, late summer wander among the Rogue's gilliflower.

My how time flies.

I've been lost in the EOS vortex and everywhere in between, and this has been one helluva year!

Just over a year ago in late November, I moved out of a cold barn in Southern Minnesota, and headed out with two cats and my sweetie @wolfcat, to care for a spread of log cabins in the Laurentian Uplands of Northern Minnesota.

        

I became the wood-splitter and fire-tender in chief.

Our dinner table was sometimes a wheelbarrow...

The lake froze over and made a good place to watch sunsets and shooting stars...

By February... after a few seismic shifts in our collective reality, I'd retreated from the Northwoods and moved into a condo in St. Paul, MN...

The cats were like... are we there yet?

Life replied... not by a long shot...

by April, I was in the mountains of Virginia.

I opened the gateway to a magical faerie valley, but the winds changed, and fortune willed me to move onward, ever onward... sometimes forward, sometimes backwards, and always spinning wildly into the unknown. (Thank you Simpsons)

By July, I was back in Minnesota.

The cats are tired, I'm tired... but guess what, I'm not done moving yet.

Now, as I write, EOS awaits some revelations of its fate in a situation not unlike the great Steem and Hive coup of yesteryear.

The longer I'm in the blockchain space the stronger my luddite tendencies become... seriously.

I think the plants and the land and the river valley are calling me home. We have a winter solstice arriving soon, and the darkest days of the year yet to cross over into the new. I'll be hunkering down and waiting to see what fresh madness is in store.

I hope you all stay warm, and well nourished.
Thanks for keeping the home fires burning!

Until soon,

Peace, and @lovejoy