tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9053562711351336005.post7320771516191774976..comments2024-02-26T18:40:35.032+10:30Comments on prophet of bloom: flung headlongindia flinthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01510066677833871579noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9053562711351336005.post-10961027378428838892011-08-23T05:12:01.176+09:302011-08-23T05:12:01.176+09:30I had not heard that tale before so interesting to...I had not heard that tale before so interesting to read it, thank you for thr link to it. Do you know, I had never, ever put Brambles and briar/briers together!!!<br />No idea what I thought briers were in that case and I obviously hadnt paid much attention to poor Sleeping Beauty being trapped behind them in the castle.......lol<br />How dim can I be lol duhhliniecathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15643986273499722414noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9053562711351336005.post-83225047414973489622011-08-23T04:20:50.301+09:302011-08-23T04:20:50.301+09:30Wonderful place..wonderful evocation of it for us ...Wonderful place..wonderful evocation of it for us who are there vicariously!Ginny Huberhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13788409838422890453noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9053562711351336005.post-25231195422654537952011-08-23T00:37:46.933+09:302011-08-23T00:37:46.933+09:30today I received your new book it is a wonderful ...today I received your new book it is a wonderful book a treasureEmmyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16448108300291942263noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9053562711351336005.post-37628249267239323322011-08-23T00:11:03.309+09:302011-08-23T00:11:03.309+09:30Oh those memory trains rushing through the senses....Oh those memory trains rushing through the senses. Beautiful fabric.Christinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08048753941726949285noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9053562711351336005.post-34769263927437536882011-08-22T23:47:14.504+09:302011-08-22T23:47:14.504+09:30Sometimes memories do hurt even if they are happy ...Sometimes memories do hurt even if they are happy memories..... and especially when one is alone in the "wilderness". This looks like a beautiful place. Enjoy!ArtPropelledhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15853722164314994360noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9053562711351336005.post-82708555238207394442011-08-22T23:12:48.201+09:302011-08-22T23:12:48.201+09:30delicious place to be holed up a while ... enjoy!delicious place to be holed up a while ... enjoy!Sophie Munnshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02797068983613314554noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9053562711351336005.post-42397327170587823042011-08-22T22:18:44.715+09:302011-08-22T22:18:44.715+09:30oooh yes...memoriesoooh yes...memoriesYvettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12138424562030321140noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9053562711351336005.post-86317125966327215062011-08-22T22:18:34.131+09:302011-08-22T22:18:34.131+09:30Sweet memory is such a treasure. Just over a decad...Sweet memory is such a treasure. Just over a decade ago I spent an August week in the summer lushness of western New York, so different from my beloved but dry Serras. Thanks for taking me back to that memory.Birdsonghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06341638516293843227noreply@blogger.com