tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2607471777855707790.post7490674807869483653..comments2023-10-11T03:49:53.934-04:00Comments on The Gold Puppy: ChiaroscuroReya Mellickerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13076092659507965666noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2607471777855707790.post-86711358518796542152011-12-16T21:59:12.985-05:002011-12-16T21:59:12.985-05:00Especially reflected in puddles, Steven.
Life is ...Especially reflected in puddles, Steven.<br /><br />Life is ironic, Kerry, is it not?Reya Mellickerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13076092659507965666noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2607471777855707790.post-20909387307423308612011-12-16T06:51:04.100-05:002011-12-16T06:51:04.100-05:00i remember the first time i saw coloured lights - ...i remember the first time i saw coloured lights - they were christmas lights reflecting in puddles. it had the sensation of magic reya. it still has that effect! stevenstevenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14132104804524716898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2607471777855707790.post-77299323451084398842011-12-15T22:16:19.552-05:002011-12-15T22:16:19.552-05:00Oh, I was going to write about lights too, but hav...Oh, I was going to write about lights too, but haven't yet. I love love love little lights at night, and don't care if it is Christmas or not. That's why 2 years ago when neither of us had the energy to take down the lights after Jan 1, I decided to love them all through the year, and I did, even in July when our tree in front of the house looked like 1/3 of your last photo. But the joke was on us; the lights died 2 weeks ago, and I have just replaced them. I bet we leave them up again.Kerryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15281288495129054688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2607471777855707790.post-88890255834201340622011-12-15T12:41:50.067-05:002011-12-15T12:41:50.067-05:00That poor tree!That poor tree!Linda Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03070050388987072100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2607471777855707790.post-70402320280576583972011-12-15T11:05:06.801-05:002011-12-15T11:05:06.801-05:00Life is short! Why not celebrate?Life is short! Why not celebrate?Reya Mellickerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13076092659507965666noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2607471777855707790.post-18512078634245678362011-12-15T09:30:45.418-05:002011-12-15T09:30:45.418-05:00I confess, I once left my Christmas tree up until ...I confess, I once left my Christmas tree up until Easter. It always made me so sad to throw away the tree and pack up the ornaments. Now, I have no tree in the house and don't miss it--probably because there are so MANY outside. (My inner prairie dweller has not adjusted yet.) I love the way you celebrate all sorts of things!Rebecca Claytonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06494730619850791609noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2607471777855707790.post-86689103528450663462011-12-15T09:13:04.716-05:002011-12-15T09:13:04.716-05:00Though I'm not afraid of the dark, and in true...Though I'm not afraid of the dark, and in true darkness with only the moon and stars it's really amazing how well a person can see if they will let their eyes become accustomed, I prefer the long days. Why is that? Maybe because when it's dark my brain and body don't want to do things and I'm a doer. I don't sit we'll or for long.ellen abbotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00535475792150335186noreply@blogger.com