tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625138782476481808.post179996104951505817..comments2023-10-26T08:21:40.425+02:00Comments on 1 door away from heaven: A Saturday afternoon in the ParkShadowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05999801833389058410noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625138782476481808.post-73817017175322935322016-09-13T18:25:15.543+02:002016-09-13T18:25:15.543+02:00Yes - but only because you like the "Cowboy J...Yes - but only because you like the "Cowboy Junkies". DnD_Boomerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10563309372165610276noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625138782476481808.post-66755423164902157882016-09-09T23:40:22.106+02:002016-09-09T23:40:22.106+02:00We can!
I felt every word. Beautiful!We can!<br /><br /><br />I felt every word. Beautiful!Jacqueline Howetthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13522485407848765933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625138782476481808.post-43547054433977021262016-09-09T17:38:17.706+02:002016-09-09T17:38:17.706+02:00I'll sit beside you, it would be a privilege.I'll sit beside you, it would be a privilege.Shadowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05999801833389058410noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625138782476481808.post-50145014790357399362016-09-06T17:20:34.554+02:002016-09-06T17:20:34.554+02:00It was my birthday this long weekend and I spent s...It was my birthday this long weekend and I spent some it in the darkness taking inventory of my past and how I arrived here. Only my desire to be somewhere else makes me suffer. Will you sit beside me?Grace-WorkinProgresshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16386539822343069884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625138782476481808.post-18829346479312153632016-09-06T15:12:09.683+02:002016-09-06T15:12:09.683+02:00on this empty park bench,
the silence sounds out m...on this empty park bench,<br />the silence sounds out my heart,<br />then a passing bus,<br />or a cloud,<br />or a pretty girl,<br />the potato in my pocket,<br />looking for you,<br />i find me,<br />looking for me,<br />i find you,<br />everything else,<br />cold sweet salty spray from the sea,<br />and my impossibly blue eyes,<br />scanning the horizon.DnD_Boomerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10563309372165610276noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625138782476481808.post-24027045183959427342016-09-05T13:37:31.206+02:002016-09-05T13:37:31.206+02:00This we couldThis we couldFiltchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00115952563564118725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625138782476481808.post-64324996382571269262016-09-04T23:31:09.816+02:002016-09-04T23:31:09.816+02:00Arlene and I too had a tree where we could escapeArlene and I too had a tree where we could escapeAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625138782476481808.post-3830684623816252352016-09-04T10:28:42.305+02:002016-09-04T10:28:42.305+02:00We, my wife and I, have been living in the same ho...We, my wife and I, have been living in the same house for 28 years, When we moved in there was Birch tree, well dead, across the street. Yesterday someone pushed it over, snapped the carpenter ant holed out trunk. My first thought was 28 years it took for someone to lean against the thing--my second was whoa that would make a huge didgeridoo.<br /><br />Odd isn't it what can be accomplished leaning against trees?the walking manhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10058913927297370740noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625138782476481808.post-85838427768132951992016-09-04T01:04:15.267+02:002016-09-04T01:04:15.267+02:00Indeed...I know you have someone else in mind...bu...Indeed...I know you have someone else in mind...but I was right beside you on this one!Hootin Annihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08811326085498312568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625138782476481808.post-80506630443891980312016-09-03T16:17:38.650+02:002016-09-03T16:17:38.650+02:00Another beautiful piece!Another beautiful piece!Trish and Rob MacGregorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02846270474176860924noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625138782476481808.post-33816906995434422902016-09-03T14:39:16.763+02:002016-09-03T14:39:16.763+02:00Leaning back against a tree is a lovely connection...Leaning back against a tree is a lovely connection, this longing is goodness manifest, shared and makes us whole.LarryGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04149803030730349791noreply@blogger.com