tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730938779533001514.post8067022848257599037..comments2020-03-25T16:17:58.743+01:00Comments on two muses: feathers and flightsLynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02140869638530831945noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730938779533001514.post-38567943272273921632007-01-20T16:32:51.000+01:002007-01-20T16:32:51.000+01:00Wise quote. ;) Haven't read your daughter...Wise quote. ;) Haven't read your daughter's blog in years...must add her to my Bloglines. Hope she's well.<br>Marilynhttp://marilyn.typepad.com/california_fever/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730938779533001514.post-87722198620727343562007-01-20T00:28:09.000+01:002007-01-20T00:28:09.000+01:00The deep, moody colors here leave me with a delici...The deep, moody colors here leave me with a deliciously melancholy feeling. I love it.<br>Meredithhttp://www.mystilllife.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730938779533001514.post-74344324826107489202007-01-18T13:55:53.000+01:002007-01-18T13:55:53.000+01:00Good colors and tones.Nice idea!Good colors and tones.<br>Nice idea!<br>Osiriums Ventakahttp://ositaka.netnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730938779533001514.post-16827235078952857222007-01-18T10:09:10.000+01:002007-01-18T10:09:10.000+01:00We must indeed release our children and admire the...We must indeed release our children and admire them for standing on their own.<br>Was the dart board lying face down?<br>(The green is interrupted in the shape of a circle)<br>Wim van der Meijhttp://www.wimvandermeij.nlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730938779533001514.post-70258736969796728702007-01-18T06:25:52.000+01:002007-01-18T06:25:52.000+01:00good for her. and i'm certain you've help...good for her. and i'm certain you've helped build her strength...more than your realize.<br>la vie en rosehttp://www.asweetlife.typepad.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730938779533001514.post-348902214120368212007-01-17T23:46:42.000+01:002007-01-17T23:46:42.000+01:00Darts. Aim. Six Months. Missing. Our children...Darts. Aim. Six Months. Missing. Our children are not our children, I once read. They are themself, or something like that. My eldest boy comforted me today. Nice. Important is: that they love you and that they are loved, whereever they are.<br>pieterbiehttp://pieterbie.skynetblogs.benoreply@blogger.com