Wishing won't bring it back

[hawkwing_lb]

I miss the old LJ community and the sense of a conversation, sometimes.

At the weekend, I went blackberrying with my girlfriend. (She's amazing. Have I mentioned that?) It was an accidental sort of blackberrying: we filled her hat, because there was a patch of dead ground filled with brambles and berries and we just couldn't turn away.

With a cooking apple cooked down with chopped dates for sweetness, we made a blackberry pie:

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[sovay]

It was an accidental sort of blackberrying: we filled her hat, because there was a patch of dead ground filled with brambles and berries and we just couldn't turn away.

I love that accidental blackberrying happens to you.

It looks like an excellent pie!

[hawkwing_lb]

I love that accidental blackberrying happens to you.

I love that it does too. (I am so much in love that it makes me terrified, sometimes.)

It looks like an excellent pie!

It was. It is all gone now. :)

[sovay]

I miss the old LJ community and the sense of a conversation, sometimes.

I do, too. What I have found on Dreamwidth is the ability to have good conversations in people's comments (including my own, although it's most reliable when I post about movies), but the sense of a conversation across journals is not so much present. It makes me disproportionately happy whenever total strangers wander into my comments, because it means it's still possible.

(I am so much in love that it makes me terrified, sometimes.)

I hope you are treasured as much in return. You deserve it.

[hawkwing_lb]

Yes. There is so much less across, now. Conversations are less interconnected.

I hope you are treasured as much in return. You deserve it.

Thank you. I hardly believe it, but... all signs point to yes.

[hrj]

I miss the old LJ community (though I think that was already fading away when I joined, and I never managed to find the SFF parts of the community before they were gone) but I've come to an acceptance that every online community exists in a state of dynamic change. We remember that point in the flux when it most resonated for us, but even as we experienced it, it was changing under our feet.

I look at the places online where I currently feel comfortable and included and can already see their fragility. I can guess the ways (and in some cases, the timelines) in which they will fracture.

[hawkwing_lb]

There was a golden age, they say. The golden age may have been before my time, but I feel I got in on some of it. (All things pass. Cities fall. Nations fall.)

[thawrecka]

That looks delicious!

[hawkwing_lb]

It was!