tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9799907.post6991448604737445862..comments2024-03-21T03:35:20.539-04:00Comments on writing as jo(e): In the mountains with my parentsjo(e)http://www.blogger.com/profile/01488562158252331555noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9799907.post-4811945687045068442008-10-16T10:23:00.000-04:002008-10-16T10:23:00.000-04:00somedays life is bigger than life and this sounds ...somedays life is bigger than life and this sounds and looks like one of those precious timesGawdesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09646113157120724047noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9799907.post-89663307620847364282008-10-14T22:20:00.000-04:002008-10-14T22:20:00.000-04:00that really is beautiful...thanks for sharing itthat really is beautiful...thanks for sharing itAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9799907.post-17912730045409825302008-10-10T02:44:00.000-04:002008-10-10T02:44:00.000-04:00That sounds like more than could be crammed into t...That sounds like more than could be crammed into two days. No wonder you are exhausted. <BR/><BR/>Those woods look lovely and cool to walk in. In the Pacific Northwest, where I live, the trees blot out most of the overhead light, and the underbrush precludes wandering off the (usually narrow) paths a lot.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com