Yesterday, I found out that one of my favorite blogging friends—who went by the moniker A Curious Introvert—died after a hard battle with cancer. I don’t remember how long we’d been following each other’s blogs, at least eight years, maybe longer. But over that time, we had become true friends, even though we never had the chance to meet in person. I know that social media can be harmful in many ways, but one of its blessings is the ability— through blogging, among other ways — to find kindred spirits that would never otherwise be found. A Curious Introvert was one of those kindred spirits.

We both loved nature, photography, books, movies, music, and television series, and we had such fun sharing recommendations. She bought my books, and I bought some of her photos. She took the pictures of the owls at the top of the post, and what beauties they are, a sweet way to remember her.

Last night, I reread some of her 2025 summer, autumn, and winter posts, written when she was in the midst of fighting cancer. Often, she felt terrible and was honest about this. But she rejoiced when she had a good day and could go out with her beloved little dog, Harper, who is surely one of the most patient dogs I have ever seen. I laughed when I saw the various costumes Harper wore to celebrate the seasons and different events.

I rediscovered what she had been watching and listening to. We agreed Slow Horses needed to be longer. We were both fans of the actor Ethan Hawke and really liked his quirky television series The Lowdown.

Even though I felt sad that I would never read any new posts, I found it soothing to read what she had written. Through that last fall and winter of her life, she kept taking beautiful pictures, watching movies and television shows, reading, and listening to podcasts. In early September, she was still able to take walks with her niece and their two dogs, Harper and Benny.

Coffee was one of her passions, and she always looked forward to the next great cup she would find at places old and new. Sports were another one of her passions, and as I recall, her little dog was named after Bryce Harper, a baseball player.

Curious Introvert, wherever you might be, I hope the coffee is plentiful and delicious and exactly the way you like it. I hope you have every available streaming service and a Great Library with all the books you could ever want to read.

Farewell, dear blogging friend.

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A Curious Introvert introduced me to Max Richter and his soulful “On the Nature of Daylight.” In this Tiny Desk concert, he performs “Daylight” and two other songs. A beautiful way to remember a special blogging friend.