tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227735267789306069.post2116445942719224914..comments2023-03-21T04:24:12.073-07:00Comments on My Own Velvet Room: The LandLinda Hoyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06282472383796346025noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227735267789306069.post-21957487932278179822010-03-17T17:07:42.291-07:002010-03-17T17:07:42.291-07:00Terri, it's in Saskatchewan. Lonely? No - I ...Terri, it's in Saskatchewan. Lonely? No - I enjoy solitude!Linda Hoyehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06282472383796346025noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227735267789306069.post-16655389890251503902010-03-17T16:29:08.927-07:002010-03-17T16:29:08.927-07:00Wow! Is this prairie in the States? Won't you ...Wow! Is this prairie in the States? Won't you be lonely out there???Terri Tiffanyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07771622379178654235noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227735267789306069.post-21982647008385411602010-03-15T08:00:31.659-07:002010-03-15T08:00:31.659-07:00Oh my gosh, that's a lot of snow! I am obsess...Oh my gosh, that's a lot of snow! I am obsessed with the older properties around here, that still have their outbuildings, low walls and cisterns, all fashioned from local stone. I love imagining how the people lived when they were first built. It's not hard to imagine how much fun your grandkids could have on a place like this. And Christmas, oh my! Better hang onto that little sign you mentioned!Hill Country Hippiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08723660054417859671noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227735267789306069.post-17166815928605164292010-03-14T19:46:27.339-07:002010-03-14T19:46:27.339-07:00"As I hear the voice of the land whisper to m..."As I hear the voice of the land whisper to me I realize that there is no other sound. There is no other sound."<br /><br />Beautiful image. Beautiful sound.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227735267789306069.post-44910473842793003392010-03-14T11:15:48.146-07:002010-03-14T11:15:48.146-07:00Thanks Linda dear for an evocative posting. I coul...Thanks Linda dear for an evocative posting. I could feel the fog, see the landscape, and felt it seep into my bones.<br /><br />Don't we all have that sense of "starving" for something? I often feel that too.<br /><br />All joys,<br /><br />Sharon Lovejoy Writes from Sunflower House and a Little Green IslandSharon Lovejoyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04321160956925191137noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227735267789306069.post-64373803814290078552010-03-14T10:58:58.566-07:002010-03-14T10:58:58.566-07:00Sounds like my cove walks - beautiful
my fave lin...Sounds like my cove walks - beautiful<br /><br />my fave line: "It feeds a part of me that has been starving for something lately."Kathryn Magendiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12863595228298349863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227735267789306069.post-39672703470212284142010-03-14T10:24:57.865-07:002010-03-14T10:24:57.865-07:00Awesome mom! How exciting for you, you're star...Awesome mom! How exciting for you, you're starting a new chapter...!!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17613461602324493218noreply@blogger.com